He turns the seasons around And so she changes her gown But they always look in their prime They go on dancing their dance Of everlasting romance Mother Earth and Father Time 
The summer larks return to sing Oh what a gift they give Then autumn days grow short and cold Oh what a joy 
To live~
((I was in a sappy sort of mood, and this song always hits home.))

He turns the seasons around 
And so she changes her gown 
But they always look in their prime 
They go on dancing their dance 
Of everlasting romance 
Mother Earth and Father Time 


The summer larks return to sing 
Oh what a gift they give 
Then autumn days grow short and cold 
Oh what a joy

To live~

((I was in a sappy sort of mood, and this song always hits home.))

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