This is my favorite time of year,
Though I fear,
You will be the only thing that won’t,
Follow me here,
So follow me here to the place where,
The wind blows so slowly,
Trees don’t get too lonely,

And I’ll be dreaming with the dreamers,
Watching you dance alone,
The winter wind is calling me home,
Then we were lying, all tucked in our beds,
This is the season that summer must dread,

This is your favorite time to show,
Show your face,
Your white grin, covering cold rooftops,
Oh don’t wake me up,
No don’t wake me up,
I’d rather sleep til I’m closer,
I wish that I was closer,

And I’ll be dreaming with the dreamers,
Watching you dance alone,
The winter wind is calling me home,
Then we were lying, all tucked in our beds,
Because this is the season that summer must…

So sing me a song, one that’s short but lasts for so long,
And warms the hearts of all,
Its hard to belong when summer can feel so wrong, for so long,
For so long, for so long,
And I’ll be dreaming with the dreamers,
Watching you dance alone.



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