La de de de de dum. CHORUS: Rock season - - tree season. Mine - - a little weaker. Hate season - - love season. Mine - - a little meeker. Laugh season - - cry season. Mine - - a little stronger. Leaf season - - bird season. Mine - - a little longer. But today is summertime - and the willowy branches rustle green taffeta and take their chances - walking on the gusty arms of their windy lovers. Sipping sunlight - gold and warm - while the cloud birds hover. No longer remembering - so drugged with pleasure - that the lustful fall the first in the autumn weather. La de de de de dum. It is only in the night when the sun is sleeping - do I feel them trembling - do I hear them weeping. CHO. La de de de de dum.