Texty: Willie Nelson. Seasons Of My Heart.

The seasons come, the seasons go
We get a little sunshine, rain and snow
Just the way that it was planned to be
But there's no seasons in my heart
While you play the leading part
?Cause the flowers will bloom eternally

Your leaving will bring autumn sorrow
And my tears like withered leaves will fall
But spring it could bring some glad tomorrow
And darlin', we could be happy after all

As it all is in natures' plan
No season gets the upper hand, oh
How I tried to keep this fact in mind
The trees are bare, the cold wind blows
And by experience I know
That winter comes but the spring is close behind

Your leaving will bring autumn sorrow
And my tears like withered leaves will fall
But spring it could bring some glad tomorrow
And darlin', we could be happy after all