Her love was like a Summer
Hot and heavy
Full of fun
Brighter than anything else
But when it ends, you feel lost
As the leaves fall and wither
And the sun is no more
As the clouds cover up
Everything that was so bright.
His love was like Winter
Cold and dreary
Secluded and numb
When you're there you feel alone
More than by yourself
But when it ends, you feel alive
As the leaves come back
And the sun gains its shine
As the clouds show its white
Everything feels so bright.