

(ooh) (ah-ah) Empty coffee cup on the wooden table
Watching morning light slowly trace the floor
Every single room tells another story
Since the day you walked right out the door
The wind outside is whispering your name
And all the colors start to fade to gray
I try to smile but it's not the same
Where are you now,
my beautiful season? I'm still holding on
to the warmth of your hand
Missing you here
with no proper reason
Wishing that you'd understand (yeah, ooh)
Days turn to weeks,
running on a treadmill
Hoping that the movement makes the aching go still
Pictures in my phone,
memories in motion
Drowning in a quiet,
very blue ocean
If I could turn back the hands on the clock
I'd hold you forever
and never let go
Just one more look at you,
that's all I need
Where are you now,
my beautiful season? I'm still holding on
to the warmth of your hand
Missing you here
with no proper reason Wishing that you'd understand
Still waiting for you (mmmmm)