Seasons to Seasons

I feel a breeze in the air
 Of a sweet and soft despair
 Reminding us the seasons we share
 The seasons we share
 I feel the cold beneath my feet
 As the night begins to creep
 And takes its place for all to see
 For all to see
 Well there'd be seasons of growing
 And seasons of renewing in my soul
 So shake the leaves of red and yellow
 And trust the life that follows me
 So take all that is good
 And all that it could be
 And rest your head and fall asleep
 And fall asleep
 Hope of Spring within
 That cold could never win
 The hope of life in paradise
 Life in paradise
 Well there'd be seasons of growing
 And seasons of renewing in my soul
 So shake the leaves of red and yellow
 And trust the life that follows me
 Seasons to seasons, time after time
 Living and laughing, dying and crying
 Seasons to seasons, time after time
 Living and laughing, dying and crying
 Seasons to seasons, time after time
 Living and laughing, dying and crying
 Seasons to seasons, time after time
 Living and laughing, dying and crying
 Well there'd be seasons of growing
 And seasons of renewing in my soul
 So shake the leaves of red and yellow
 And trust the life that follows me