the biking days are over
all summer long
the rain forest is changing
from warm to cold
the golden leaves of fall
the colors that you brought
are lost in the gutter
to rust and to destroy
then the cold clammy
hands of winter
grips you in the nose
for the icy roads are here
once more to behold
but spring, hello
where are you
come now, it's you
next to summer
is what i've always
waited to show
the changes that you bring
the flowers in between
the birds, the green trees
and the warmth in the air
i can't wait to see you
what's keeping you in?
