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Seasons
Seasons come, seasons go
Look for the sun out my window
Colours come, colours go
Look for the sun out my window
The stars are so far away
The night sends her love
She keeps me locked away
I am her lover, her concubine, her bitch
Daylight she brings the pain
I am a slave to her icy touch
Curl up beside her empty heart
Longing for a touch that never seems to come
Seasons come, seasons go
Look for the sun out my window
Colours come, colours go
Look for the sun out my window
Look for the sun out my window
Colours come, colours go
Look for the sun out my window
The stars are so far away
The night sends her love
She keeps me locked away
I am her lover, her concubine, her bitch
Daylight she brings the pain
I am a slave to her icy touch
Curl up beside her empty heart
Longing for a touch that never seems to come
Seasons come, seasons go
Look for the sun out my window
Colours come, colours go
Look for the sun out my window
Published 12th Dec 2018
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