Over
Summer ends and in comes the fall.
Green to red the leaves do turn,
Slowly they fall.
The sum still shines,
welcomes you out to play,
for the last day,
In comes winter.
The ground freezes over.
Sharp is the wind.
And everything is dead.

This is how i lost you,
my friend...
my love...
my life...
The seasons of out lives changed,
Now i know that when
Winter turns to spring,
Our friendship will remain dead.