I gaze into a crystal ball, see an old man cry
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Behind misty, tears in his eyes
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He's watching 80 years gone by
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No much left, his time is ticking
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[Chorus:]
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The four seasons of life
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Mystic hands guiding through dark and light
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An adventure you can't deny
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As the sun melts the ice
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The four seasons of life
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The Spring of life was our birth
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You can't grow up on your own
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Now showed how to go,
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Learn from experience very slow
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Summer has come
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Live your life on the road
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The rules aren't really clear
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Learn to fight for your right, first love is very near
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Young and wild, in best condition
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But you don't have a clue what's left or right
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The soft dying Autumn touches everyone
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Life can be like a thunderstorm
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Somebody won't see the rainbow
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Sun and mists, warm and cold, good and bad
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Love and hate, black and white, laugh and cry
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Give and take, peace and war, live and die
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Winter's coldness is near at hand
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Hear voices loud and clear, I look into my glass and
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See my wasting skin and wish it had come to pass my
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Heart had shrunk as thin!
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But it doesn't and my body faces away
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The fifth season brings the darkness
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The crystal ball says, take your chace, 'cause the end is near
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It's a long way back to earth
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Now it's time to lend a hand to life, don't waste life,
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Don't think twice
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The four seasons of life
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The Four Seasons Of Life
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| Roland Grapow |
