In the summer, all I want is winter In the winter, all I want is summer It's not the time spent or the want It's the slumber, without you
It's something to be said How your smile can conspire in me Truth, sunny weather, symmetry
That gives me reasons to write these songs Where I can kiss you goodbye A reason to call a place home
I'm the creature of comfort The forgiveness of our skin You held and you let me in It's been over a month now But the subtle colors and smells Put your flavor in my head
And took the air straight from its source And all that's left was the sweet taste
That gives me reasons to write these songs Where I can kiss you goodbye A reason to call a place home