Seasons

Some call on me, never find yourself starting to be

Nothing but a loveless sympathiser

Losing your mind

Just hold on me

If you find yourself starting to be

Nothing but a wholesome soul survivor

Losing your charm

So tell me how it feels

What are you filling your dreams with?

Have you been stuck in the seasons?

And made those plans to believe in

It's so cold on me, never find yourself down on your knees

With nothing but a hopeless tranquiliser

Nodding your mind

Just hold on me if you find yourself starting to be

Nothing but a wholesome soul survivor

Losing your charm

So tell me how it feels

What are you filling your dreams with?

Have you been stuck in the seasons?

And made those plans to believe in

So tell me how it feels

What are you filling your dreams with?

Have you been stuck in the seasons?

And made those plans to believe in