The Season

The days in the country leave me yearning for What the changing season signifies I will soon be seen returning To feast my eyes On the newest fashion straight from Paris Finding its spotlight at the ball The city makes my heart beat faster As I recall I wonder if you might even feel me Before the news of my arrival reached your door The last time you saw me I was a child still I am one no more Now everything I ever dreamed of Is standing right in front of me Nothing ever comes so easy Nothing ever is for free, but Could it be? I wanted to say how much I loved you I wanted to know if you felt the same I had hoped to dance with you all evening It is why I came I wondered if you should like to kiss me If you had thoughts of me when you lie in bed But I shall have to kiss the pages of your letters instead And now everything I ever wanted Is fading right in front of me Nothing ever comes so easy Nothing ever is for free It couldn't be If only love was more like dancing Beautiful and full of grace No trying to hard or pretending Feeling out of place Love is confusing In so many ways I will still cherish These summer days