| The lyric of Gone Like The Season Does, Rebecca Martin's song R. Martin
The wind swept through the valley
Screaming through the willow up to me
It s mostly quiet here but not today
What will become of me?
Just one touch love and I can see
Your hand s turned cold and stone-like
Our love s only one small part of everything
But love is all we need
Love is all we need -
To make the days mean something
Soft and warm as the the summers here remember?
Gone like the season does
Gone like the season does
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