I was feeling weak in need of light Like a tree whose leaves are turning brown In the Autumn of my heart you made You made your way Feeding on the words you spoke to me Leaving me hoping for better things to see In the Winter of my mind you shone A thousand suns I heard the whispers of the tree Quietly blowing in the wind There will come a day you'll hear Morning lights came as the sign for change Piercing the clouds and landing on my bed In the Spring of my desire you bloomed You bloomed Forcing their way against my own free will Assumptions rise one day to be relieved In the Summer of my hopes you shine In the Summer of my hopes