song that never gets old...
Goodbye to you my trusted friend,
We've known each other since we were nine or ten,
Together we've climbed hills and trees,
Learned of love and ABC,
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.
Goodbye my friend it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that spring is in the air
Pretty girls are everywhere
Think of me and I'll be there
We had joy, we had fun, we had season in the sun
But the hills that we climbed were just seasons out of time
Goodbye papa please pray for me
I was the black sheep of the family
You tried to teach me right from wrong
Too much wine and too much song
Wonder how I got along
Goodbye Michelle my little one
You gave me love and helped me find the sun
And every time that I was down
You would always come around
And get my feet back on the ground
Goodbye Michelle it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
With the flowers everywhere
I wish that we could both be there
We had joy we had fun, we had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed, were just seasons out of time
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song, like the seasons have all gone...
SEASONS IN THE SUN.
the melody of this song somehow suits my emotions right now...
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