Four Ages (Pt. 2)

Autumn's child is back again

Waiting for the summer's end

Yellow fingers all around

And they try to drag you back to common ground

Many seasons have been lost

And this years eve was such a cost

Well, I don't know really who's to blame

When your mind is going in a different way

Autumn's child, you're having fun

'Cause pretty soon, the summer's gone

And if winter tries to kill your name

The spring comes back to ease your pain

Well, anybody's hard to please

When satisfaction is too much guaranteed

Well, many seasons have been lost

And this years eve was such a cost

Well, I don't know really who's to blame

When your mind is going in a different way