Seasons change
just like people do.
Always thought we'd face the seasons
without them changing you.
Winter is here
and the cold is setting in.
I'm ill-prepared for snow fall
and I'm all alone again.

You might try to be my sunshine
on those cloudy awful days.
The chance is slight, but I just might
let those feelings melt away.
Who knows, next year when summer comes again,
I could be your flower and you could be my rain.