This is the springtime of my loving - the second season I am to know   You are the sunlight in my growing - so little warmth I've felt before.   It isn't hard to feel me glowing - I watched the fire that grew so low.     It is the summer of my smiles - flee from me Keepers of the Gloom.   Speak to me only with your eyes. It is to you I give this tune.   It isn't so hard to recognize - These things are clear to all from   time to time.     Talk Talk - I've felt the coldness of my winter   I never thought it would ever go. I cursed the gloom that set upon us...   But I know that I love you so     These are the seasons of emotion and like the winds they rise and fall   This is the wonder of devotion - I see the torch we all must hold.   This is the mystery of the quotient - Upon us all a little rain must fall.