It
was springtime
When
he met you
A
new feeling
That
changed his life
It
was summer
When
he loved you
A
fine prospect
That
you held dear
It
was autumn
When
he hurt you
A
point of pride
That
divided
It
was winter
When
he lost you
A
cold breaking
That
hurt your heart
It
was springtime
When
you met him
A
new feeling
That
changed your life
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