The Season Lyrics

Our eyes are glazed over

and shining out beams

of hopes and aspirations

and the glistening dream

it's like winning the day

in a glorious, glorious way

and the colours

they fall from the trees

i hear the shuffling

shuffling of your feet

let the satellites show you

some kind of way home

and i am kicking up dirt behind you

let the satellites show you

some kind of way home

and i am kicking up dirt behind you

and your house smells like autumn

it feels like home to me

and i'll miss you like october

and the leaves are falling free

they're falling free

it's like, it's like winning the day

in a glorious glorious way

and the colours

they fall from the trees

i hear the shuffling

the shuffling of your feet

let the satellites show you

some kind of way home

and i am kicking up dirt behind you

let the satellites show you

some kind of way home

and i am kicking up dirt behind you

melon orange and red leaves

up to my knees

as we lay dead still in the backyard

and your hair falls onto me

i raise my hand onto your cheeks

and i can feel my heart skip a beat

i raise my hand to your cheeks

and i can feel my heart skip a beat

skip a beat

and we are so young

yeah we are so young and foolish

and we are so young

we are so young and foolish

i'm right behind you

i'm right behind you

i'm right behind you

i'm right behind you