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