Lyric

I wonder when the season of love will come

Seems there’s no weather forecast for it

Year after year, we start again

Learning the things we need to carry on

Ah, once more, it’s not me

Switch gears

Let the seeds of happiness rise

Until I’m worn to pieces

I couldn’t remember you

But I kept moving forward

Good job to myself, I made it through

From east to west

Or maybe north to south

Storks are flying somewhere

I’ve no perfect love coming to me

But maybe it’s a sign

Ah, flying past me again

Lips sealed tight

It’s so sad, I can’t help it

From deep inside my heart, like a zombie

I crawl out

Under this beautiful sky

If someone spoke to me gently

Lightly, softly

I carry happiness

Even in the shadowed places

I’ll take off and fly

Until I’m worn to pieces

Remembering what I’d forgotten

I kept moving forward

Good job to myself, I made it through