The seasons change and all remains a mystery,
the breeze in the air, you're stare.

The time changes when summer turns into fall,
I sit waiting by the phone for just one call.

The sun rises each morning and the same routine begins,
I wonder if today I'll show a grin?

The time ticks away, I sit impatiently,
I wonder will this by my last memory.

The return home is not all that amusing,
it ends being one song after another getting it a little confusing.

The moment I arrive its all back to normal,
so I think "One more time, one more time, one more time please... I agree that my love came like spring and left like the falls brown leaves gliding from the trees, one more time, one more time please...