Four Seasons
You're like all four seasons
In my own sight
You are the falling snow
On a cool December night
You are the blooming flower
In a garden of green
You're like the warm summer air
In a movie scene
You are the bright colors
On an autumn tree
You are the missing piece
You are the other half of me
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