As I woke up in the morning
Summer rain began to fall
I looked to you when I needed
some advice
You never helped me much at all
Sitting at the kitchen table
Fall wind began to blow
I lit a kettle on the stove
Figured it was time to go
Curling up under a blanket
Winter mist hung in the air
Snow perched softly on a tree
branch
It looked so pretty in your hair
I tried and tried to please you
Like I've never done before
But when I came home last night
Found you walking out the door
Strumming on this old guitar
Spring sun rays shining on my
brow
Singing, sitting, sleeping asking
Can I get you back some how
As I lay down in the evening
Heard this tune ringing in my
head
Found you knocking at my door
Found you laying in my bed
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