Her love is like wine, dancing on the vine,I'm on her ship, but she won't drop me a line,Waiting for a sign from up above,Living in the endless summer of her loveWaiting for her to get on her knees,Watching the color change in the trees,Asking for a sign from up above,Living in the forever autumn of her loveEndless Summer,Forever Autumn,Now on to her cold winterand her promising spring.Listening gor her to make a sound,As the snow falls on the ground,Begging for a sign from up above,Living in the eternal winter of ther loveSeeing if she has anything to say,While the grass gets greener every day,Pleading for a sign from up above,Living in the everlasting spring of her love.Eternal WinterEverlasting SpringHer lovely year is finallyComplete, I am one.

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