four seasons

I could try to explain
But the worst thing to do’s to say
“I never thought you would change,”
But if it’s for the better, okay.

What have I done?
Who did I blame?
There was no way I could prepare for this.

You walk in, I turn the TV down
But the silence holds a loaded gun.
You offer to drive me home
But the place I belong to is gone.

What have you done?
Who did you blame?
There was no way you could prepare for this.

What could save me once
Wouldn’t hear me twice,
And the reddest rose
Will have to wait four seasons.

What have we done?
Who did we blame?
There was no way we could prepare for this.

What could save me once
Wouldn’t hear me twice,
And the reddest rose
Will have to wait four seasons.

What could save me once
Wouldn’t hear me twice,
And the reddest rose
Will have to wait four seasons.