Joe, Marc's Brother Closed For The Season
All's fair in the light of love
Unless that light is underneath;
A bushell kept in secret
Safe and away from harm
Two people afraid to go inside and
See the love that comes their way
It's better to have stayed
Safe and away from harm
She's wanting more of him and
He wants more of her
He wants to be closer to her but
Neither side gives in
All summer they watched the garden grow and
In the autumn when the fruit
Had reached the point of tasting
They walked away in opposite directions
The winter fell. Their pining froze in time and
When the light was needed most
The two of them stood motionless and
Closed for the season
She wants more of him
And he wants more of her
She wants to be closer to him but
Neither side gives in or says a word
The tide of love is unmistakable
And irreplaceable
And unavoidable
The tide of love is unmistakable
And irreplaceable
And unavoidable
