Seasons

Know you're right Call the kids to watch it on TV Golden light Dying in the back of a taxi cab And if it's more than five dollars I could try to catch you after it Been in trouble For doing things the way I like Dividing the light into seasons Keeping your hand on my back Don't it feel like real love? And your apartment Kind enough to let you after it Wished you well but I've been trying all my life Dividing the light into seasons Swearing you're better than that Don't it feel like real love? I didn't ask for any of it Always wanted everything Dividing the light into seasons Swearing you're wanting it back Don't it feel like everything?