Life looks better at spring

In a period of year,
all we have is just four seasons.
And all we have in them,
is only hit and coldness.

The spring was dead and gone,
and the autumn came along,
with its leaves,
and I felt wrong.

And in winter when everything's cold,
and the rain plays his game.
And the snowdrop are bold,
really, it's all the same.

So tell me,
tell me about your feelings,
what do you want to hear from me,
look into my eyes,
come-on closer,
and say.
I've heard about your problems,
let me just tell you what I think,
erase your frown,
because life looks better at spring.

The autumn's dead and gone,
and the winter came along.
With all its raindrops,
why do I feel wrong?

And when the summer's done,
and all the other gone,
I know it's time to finally,
smile.

So tell me,
tell me about your feelings,
what do you want to hear from me,
look into my eyes,
come-on closer,
and say.
I've heard about your problems,
let me just tell you what I think,
erase your frown,
because life looks better at spring.

Life looks better at spring.