People And Seasons

If hearts had brains,
and brains had hearts,
would you still be far away?
Would we still be far apart?
If time was unchanging,
and risks weren't needed,
would life still be the same?
Would I still be unshielded?

Seasons come and go,
people come and go,
but would I be the same,
with you... here.

I sat on a cliff once,
and looked out below,
the waves lashing hard,
for no reason so.
Night soon fell,
I was lonely again,
no soul with me to listen,
to the sea's refrain.

Seasons come and go,
people come and go,
but would I be the same,
with you... here.