When It's the Season

Faster drive it faster Speed up if you can Look at the time you lose when everything is a question of time Louder speakers louder music in my blood If you can't follow me loser sorry I don't wait Faster ladies faster shorten if you can Look the time you lose and love's just a question of fact One glass and another Hot steam in my blood Rather burn my life than give it up to dust Sixty years old, it's not old Specially in my case remember how I was envied yesterday But there's a girl who laughs, staring my jeans She's much too young to know me But if she had the time I could have told her how loved I was when I But she just goes by It's cold tonight for the season It's cold tonight I'd like to have someone here Just someone to talk with She wanted a child but I didn't She left how could I have foreseen Where are they now Sometimes frightened I listened pass The seconds of an hour Was it a reason to waste them Was it a reason to despise It's cold tonight, it's cold tonight So cold well it's the season