and the sweet spring air 

never did compare

with the hugs we shared

or the laughs we had

and the dry summer air

left us without a care

young love at its best

lovers said unrest

and the colors in the fall

glistened through it all

places been and places to go

waiting for the arrival of snow

but the brittle winter air

settled in all too soon

and with that our sweet spring air

was never breathed again

and i would turn back the clock 

to spend more to spend time with you

the seasons have passed

but i still love you