I was feeling weak in need of light
Like a tree whose leaves are turning brown
In the Autumn of my heart you made
You made your way
Feeding on the words you spoke to me
Leaving me hoping for better things to see
In the Winter of my mind you shone
A thousand suns
I heard the whispers of the tree
Quietly blowing in the wind
There will come a day you'll hear
Morning lights came as the sign for change
Piercing the clouds and landing on my bed
In the Spring of my desire you bloomed
You bloomed
Forcing their way against my own free will
Assumptions rise one day to be relieved
In the Summer of my hopes you shine
In the Summer of my hopes
