Standing at the crack of a season’s door
I wait so desperately for your breeze once more
When I change my sheets, and clean my wardrobe too
You come rushing back like wind sneaking through
Too deep to call it spring, you felt so strong
Too white to call it summer, you didn’t belong
Since you’ve been gone, I live in seasons misaligned
Unable to flip the calendar, I’m left behind
Since you’ve been gone, I live in shades of gray
Can't fully weep or smile today
Too young to call it fall, you felt so wild
Too hot to call it winter, burning inside
Since you’ve been gone, I live in seasons misaligned
Unable to flip the calendar, stuck in time
Since you’ve been gone, I live in shades of gray
Can't fully weep or smile today
In the empty seat where seasons rise
It’s you who stood there, filling my life
Since you’ve been gone, I live in seasons misaligned
Can’t let go of these faded letters, confined
Since you’ve been gone, I live in shades of gray
Can’t truly live or die, just wasting away
I’m still waiting, hoping for your news someday