The seasons of love

When you first fall in love it's the season of spring
when the friendship starts to bloom
when the touch of her hand and the sound of her voice
will always lift the gloom

Spring turns to summer as passions rise
every waking moment she's in your heart
no arguments or quarrels no anger no tears
you're certain you'll never part

But sure as night turns to day, summer turns to fall
and the passion seems to wane
you realise she's drifting away, her thoughts aren't of you
and you feel the heartache and pain

Fall becomes winter and the love has gone
she's no longer yours to adore and hold
you mourn the loss of your every desire
as your heart slowly dies and goes cold.