Season歌词

作词 : Dan Wriggins
作曲 : Dan Wriggins
Crushed dixie cup
Pushed your luck
Rolling the shade up
Holding your breath
Buds peaking out
Of the black cherry boughs
Careful you don’t burn ‘em down
With your stare of death
How to hang on to the love you get
And how to make it stretch
How to keep doing the things you should
How to hang on to feeling good
Crushed dixie cup
All used up
You trust your gut
And your gut lies
Pink turning brown
On the black cherry boughs
Falling to the ground
What could that possibly symbolize?
Baby, it’s not enough being right
You’ve got to prove it all your life
How to hang on to the love you get
And how to make it stretch
How to keep doing the things you should
How to hang on to the days you felt good