When the leaves are turning, and the blossom falls
I will be your whisper, louder than before

When the days are fading, and the sun grows old
I will feel your shadow waver strong and bold
But still cold

Spring must die, as so must winter
Seasons swift, as so the river
All these years pass in a shiver
Summer, fall, spring, and winter

When the snow drifts cover all the land in white
And the owls are calling songs into the night
Wings in flight

I will dream of summer when warm winds would blow
We'll still walk together, whilst the rivers flow
But I know

Spring must die, as so must winter
Seasons swift, as so the river
All these years pass in a shiver
Summer, fall, spring, and winter

Spring must die, as so must winter
Seasons swift, as so the river
All these years pass in a shiver
Summer, fall, spring, and winter