Why does blood turn brown when it dries?
Why do the tears well up in your eyes?
Why didn't I learn to ride my bike
When it was warm and sunny outside?

Why can't little kids tie their shoes?
Why can't the white people play the blues?
Why can't I fall in love with you?
It must be because of the seasons

When the leaves start falling from the trees,
When the birds start flirting with the bees,
When the wind starts blowing from the East to the West;
Maybe you'll be the one that I like best

Clouds start forming I can't complain,
'Cause I think we might be in need of some rain
When it starts pouring
Don't hide away without me

I bought an umbrella big enough for two,
But it feels pretty empty under here without you
Dry as a bone but I'm still alone
I'm so grey

When you're standing in a puddle with wet feet;
And your head is sore from pounding drops of sleet
When the cold and lonely hours put your heart to the test
Maybe I'll be the one that you like best

If the sky can open it's eyes
And cry from up above
Let's she'd some tears of joy
And fall in love