Winter's knocking on the door
But autumn just won't leave
The seasons try to change
While the clocks frozen in disbelief
The fog is thick and moist
And dawn is chasing us out of bed
But I'd rather wait here
For a miracle in your flower sheets instead

The sun rays beat and tease our shoulders
While we lay in garden print we push and pull
And suck on winter drops and autumn's amber hints
I'll fill your tub with naked lavender
And bay's breath of gold
Soak your face in dawn's first kiss
And watch the laugh lines on your face grow old

So come again
It's my last day here

Lyrics submitted by BleedorBreathe

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