Is everything better when it's summer time?
Well this must mean everything is worse when it's not
When the sun is out I feel like I'm in my prime
There's not a bad feeling, there's not a bad thought
Could you imagine if June came without January?
And if May came without December?
Would the feelings still be so temporary?
I don't think I would remember
When I think again I love Winter, I love the cold
I love the darkness, I love the snow
When I love what's around me, the feeling never grows old
I love where I am, I love where I go
Through the ups and downs, through the changing of the seasons
I love what's around me, it's here for a reason