Spring love, June bugs, fourth of July
Red skies, sunrise
Blue as far as you can see by eye
Warm winds, fog rolls in
Summer fades away
The four seasons take their turns
Each unique in their own way
We need them all, but if I could pick
I'd have summer all year round
Winds blowing cool air
Leaves falling everywhere
Dark clouds fill the sky
Rain puddles, muddy shoes, river runs by
Streak of lightning catches my eye
The four seasons take their turn
Each unique in their own way
We need them all, but if I had to pick
I'd have summer all year round
Days turn into months
Winter has settled in
Cold air, morning frost
rain turns into ice
Whipping wind chapped skin
Snowfall covers all
Counting days 'till spring begins again
The four seasons take their turns
Each unique in their own way
We need them all, but if I could pick
I'd have summer all year round
Warm nights, long days, camping, Barbeques
Cool lakes, skinny dipping under the moonlight
Just me and you
Holding on to every day
Before summer fades away
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