I wanna seek You I wanna keep You I will bring my heart More than anything I want, I want You Before I bring my need I wanna find You In every season In every moment

When light goes down, I see no reason For you to cry. We've been through this before In every time, in every season, God knows I've tried So please don't ask for more. Can't you see it in my eyes This might be our last goodbye Carrie, Carrie, things they

I'm for the birds (I'm for the birds) Old dogs sleeping at your feet I'm for the girls with the curls and the curves I'm for questions I'm for freedom Celebrating every season For what it's worth I'm against the days When the skies stay bummer-grey

It's just you and I It's do or die (made this shit right here for any season) (Everybody know that it's the reason) Pull up with that new-new in the driveway So fast I double park that bitch sideways When it comes to life I do it my way Smoked out, 180

Ooh, so fly high, so fly high I know that ooh, birds fly in every direction Ooh, I hope to see you again Seasons, they will change Life will make you grow Everything is temporary Everything will slide Love will never die, die, die Ooh, birds fly in every

When light goes down, I see no reason For you to cry. We've been through this before In every time, in every season, God knows I've tried So please don't ask for more. Can't you see it in my eyes This might be our last goodbye Carrie, Carrie, things they

You'll be friends Does it matter anyways What's the season of love if you can't have everything What's the reason of love if you can lose everything What's the meaning of love, it's a crime if anything What's the meaning of love, it's grand, it's grand

Hope they wasn't lyin' when they said it all comes back around, baby But if it's still a Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall, well I'm still breathin' If there's something I can say before you finish leavin' And if everything still happens for a reason Maybe

Louie, Louie, Louie, pack up the Louie I gotta pack, gotta pack up the Louie And I can’t leave a thing behind Gotta pack, gotta pack up the Louie For every different change of mind I got a pocket for every reason Every season be another day I love my

Rivers belong where they can ramble Gotta find my corner Gotta find my corner of the sky, sky Everything has its season Everything has its time Show me a reason And I'll soon show you a rhyme Cats sit on the window sill Children sit in the show