Season of My Heart Songtext
von Buck Owens

The seasons come, the seasons go
We get a little sunshine, rain, and snow
Just the way that it was planned to be
But there′s no season in my heart
While you play the leading part
But the flowers will bloom eternally


Your leaving will bring autumn sorrow
And my tears like withered leaves will fall
But spring could bring some glad tomorrow
And darling, we could be so happy after all

As it is in nature's plan
No season gets the upper hand
Oh, how I try to keep this fact in mind
The trees are bare, the cold winds blow
And by experience we should know
Winter comes but the spring is close behind


Your leaving will bring autumn sorrow
And my tears like withered leaves will fall
But spring could bring some glad tomorrow
And darling, we could be so happy after all