Seasons Between Us

Spring rain tapping on the pane

We found a rhythm

in the quiet afternoon

Now summer roads are calling us by name

Walking underneath a silver-crested moon

(mmmmm) Through the shifting of the years

Every joy and all our tears

You are the thread that holds it all

Inside this quiet hall

Autumn windows framed in gold and grey

We watch the wild leaves scatter in the cold

Now winter hearth keeps all the chill away

A simple hand is all I want to hold (all I want

to hold)

And the seasons they will spin and turn away

But the colors of our love will never fade

Through the shifting of the years

Every joy and all our tears

You are the thread that holds it all

Inside this quiet hall

Just you and me

In the quiet hall