It's the season of the year,
You don't wish to get the burn,
But yet you wanna be near,
Be a companion of it's return!
You wish the breeze were colder,
And the sun ain't that bright,
Wishing you'd stay bolder,
Braving it with all yr might!
Whatever the condition may be,
You wouldn't wanna stay too far,
All you want is to be by the sea,
To be there till you see the stars!
The weather is here for a reason.
It is not what you think,
Without it there's no season,
It is mother earth's passing!
