Who could get it
Right in a day
And not know when to try
Wouldn't happen til
The outlines fade away
No need to clarify
On an ever-steady
Spinning terrain
How could one choose passerby
You know your light
It's got a certain way
To keeping me sane
The subtracts don't apply
Picked up at the
End of the line
Reprisal in the design
Pulled out from
The burial mound
Let the marching band
Take it down
Oh
I don't need a reason
Summer's got a season
Everytime it's you
If I were to remain
Clarity an ever-fading line
Falling through obscurity
Suddenly a noticeable sign
Given unclear savior
Abject failure
Skipping through the faults
In each goodbye
Little darling lovely
Calling me to stay
I don't know why
In their endless
Efforts to shine
All the rest just imitate
They couldn't replicate
Your natural design
The ease to radiate
On this endlessly
Persistent terrain
How could one choose passerby
You know your light
It's got a certain way
To keeping me sane
The divine do rely
Picked up at the
End of the line
Reprisal in the design
Pulled out from
The burial mound
Let the marching band
Take it down
Oh
I don't need a reason
Summer's got a season
Everytime it's you
You felt the thunder rolling
No controlling
Skipping through the faults
In each goodbye
Vision lay above me
Running through these days
The sun and I
Picked up at the
End of the line
Reprisal in the design
Pulled out from
The burial mound
Let the marching band
Take it down
Oh
I don't need a reason
Summer's got a season
Everytime it's you
Oh
I don't need a reason
Summer's got a season
Everytime it's you
Oh
I don't need a reason
Summer's got a season
Everytime it's you