Blue Season

Snow in springtime, storm in the seaMist at my window, no leaf on my treeShowers in the garden with no flowers to touchWhen will you bring us your sunshine and such.Season tell me trueWhat's been wrong with youWon't you turn againBlow away the rainBlue season, turn away.Wind in the evening, dust in your eyeHeart full of shadow and cloud in your skyEverything's wrong and you know you're to blameNothing will change while you're still the sameCold in the city, tears on the streetFaces are empty in those that you meetLovers and losers who fail in the nightWhen will it be that you'll treat them right.Season tell me trueHow much do we need youWon't you turn your wheelHide your heart of steelBlue season, turn away.Countries and people caught in the rainWhen will they learn to feel fine againWandering lost now for nothing is clearWaiting for signs of the turn of the year.Season tell me trueWhat's been wrong with youWon't you turn againBlow away in the rainBlue season, turn away.