Seasons - Chas Bruns

Well it's over now,
And it's begun to fade away.
And it's been done so long now, 
But it still hurts sometimes.

And well the leaves are down,
And the frost is on it's way.
And the children all complain,
That it hurts sometimes...yeah, and well you know that... 

These memories, they fade.
But it's these scars, that want to stay.
And oh love, my love...oh yeah.

Well the busy mum's,
They gather up, those toys.
And we all come back home.
But it still hurts sometimes.

And then the May rains,
Well they wash it all away.
And then the sun warms the sky,
But it still hurts sometimes...yeah, and well you know that...

These memories, they fade.
But it's these scars, that want to stay.
Oh love, my love...oh yeah.

We've all been burned by love.
We've all walked down this same crooked path.
Oh let it be, if the shoe don't fit.
There is no point in, giving in...well.

All things come to an end.
It's not your fault, don't keep it in.
The dreams inside you are growing,
Oh those dreams, it's time they begin.

How faded are those memories now?...hell yeah.
Come see, your dreams they're dancing.
Oh love, my love...oh...