The Arrival of the Season (Iain Archer, Miles Biddulph, Tony Gwynne)
Golden boy charisma, blossom or we'll wither with you
Humming bird like wind chimes drown out all your secret designs
The arrival of the season is never when you think
waiting on the inside while the world is blossoming
Bees are buzzing everywhere,
weeds and flowers all sing
But the arrival of the season can be different from your dream
The damning winds of freedom will slam the doors like you can't beat them
So grab the truth with one hand, turn and write it down in the sand
The arrival of the season is never when you think
waiting on the inside while the world is blossoming
Bees are buzzing everywhere,
weeds and flowers all sing
But the arrival of the season can be different from your dream
On and on and on and on and on
the leaves are falling down
Your rose will rise above the brush
so lift yourself up off the ground
Can you believe?
Seasons come and go
now it's time to know the spring