Текст песни Seasons Colors

Long were there days in the sprign nwhen we were younger Oh the years have gone like the breeze in the summers Seasons come and they go Like the dust on that old dirt road I try and fight, take it slow But the ground keeps moving on its own So paint the colors of fall On my heart So ill remmeber To carry through the pain And the cold of the winter Oh When the colors my skin broke my bones and left me bleeding Through the darkest stronm he was there now I'm still breathing Ah Seasons come and they go Like the dust on that old dirt road Try and fight, take it slow But the ground keeps moving on its own Yeah the ground keeps moving on its own Yeah the ground keeps moving on its own