It all could happen on a mild evening
Of sweaty sheets and partly cloudy ceiling
I stumble foolishly into a feeling
Carried off by the seasons, love
And while I'm wondering just what I've told her
She's probably daydreaming bout Barcelona
Or swinging gently to a bossa nova
Carried off by the seasons, love
I don't want just to keep rephrasing
Righteous words for a pleasing cadence
Rather take time to feel the latest
Ever slave to the seasons
Now she is sleeping or at least pretending to
And to her arms apology is bending me
To be remade or be rebuffed, an ending
Carries all through the seasons, love
And once I've fumbled through the indecision
Now given myself to the soft collision
She tells me silently there's no division
I'm carried off by the seasons love
And I don't want just to keep rephrasing
Righteous words for a pleasing cadence
But in this case it is not lazy
All things change let the seasons take me
Heralds sing and today spring's looming
Water's warm, Mountain Holly's blooming
Funny walk with me though we're losing
Time we're changing the seasons, love