Seasons Songtext
von Jonathan

Cold December never felt that way
As I remember holiday
Seeing your grey hair next to mine
Happens all the time
It′s so deceiving, so am I
But I try

Yeah, try to make sense of it all
Give me a call, give me a
Try to get ahead of a time
Try to make sense of it all


And seasons coming all the time
I can see them fighting to realign
I used to roam the world for you
Oh, don't say it isn′t true
Found everything, everything
Everything, everything
Everything, everything

Try to make sense of it all
Give me a call, give me a
Try to get ahead of a time
Head over heart, head of us
Try to make sense of a way to stay in love
Hear me, what I'm trying to say, I'll stay in love
And try to make sense of it all

And seasons coming (All the time)
Seasons coming (Cold December)
Seasons coming (All the time)
Seasons coming (Holiday)
Everything, everything
Everything, everything
Everything, everything
Everything, everything