David Berkeley

The Golden Side
I sing a song for the seasons.Yeah, even when I was small,summer tumbled down to fall.I would ask for things to change,but I'd like some things to stay the same for a while.For a while.I sing a song for September.Even summer has to end,but the autumn brings me home again.I expect the leaves to change,but I hope that you will be the same for a while.For a while.I sing a song for my brotheras he waits to cross the wide,wondering what will be on the golden side.I'm sure that much will change,but what matters now will stay the same for a while.For a while.I sing a song for the seasons.Yeah, even when I was small,summer tumbled down to fall.I would ask for things to change,but I'd like some things to stay the same for a while.For a while. From Letras Mania