I feel the darkness coming on
It's too late to try to catch
But the seasons of my mind
are walking back through summertime
and our new love was blind
Rosalie, won't you come and walk
through summertime with me?
At your mother's house tonight
I kissed the sunshine of my life
As I tucked him in his little baby bed
When I turned to walk away
When I held you close to me
I can see in him a part of you in me
At the market place today
In three short weeks you'd
But the seasons of your mind
will walk again through summertime
When you feel me in the touch of
Rosalie, you'll be walkin' with the
With my hand clutched to my head,
they'll find me in this lonely bed
you were through with loving me
Maybe then your season mine will walk
I guess your leaving took the