(paul cotton)



You've got your reasons

Like the seasons they change

Talking of pleasure

While enjoying the pain





And though it keeps you in the light

And all the words are said just right

There's still a cry in the night



Up on the mountain

Through the snow-covered hills

Taken for granted

You can get all your fill



And if i seem to look away

And turn the pages of the play

There are these things i have to say



I'm a springtime boy and i look

For the joy

Of a world in bloom could it come

Never too soon

And while the world is turning

And the sun is burning

Do you think in my yearning that

The journey is through

I can't leave it up to you



And though it keeps you in the light

And all the words are said just right

There's still a cry in the night




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