Seasons from Seasons by Blue Vervain

All day, you were my reason why,
Tell me is it true? Or is it a lie?

Breathe in, poison you breathe out,
You always liked to know just how I feel,

Tell me did I get old?
Like you said I would?
Tell me, is this what,
You want this to be?
I give you all of your space,
But as long as your season turned my way

Foolish, to say the least,
You always liked to know if I was willing

In your, apartment on the east side,
I'm in your ghost town with my reasons

Fortune is to know,
Just how we did,
Stop and try,
To figure us out,
I seem to love the chase,
But as long as your season turned my way

Doo, doo, doo,
doo, doo, doo
doo, doo, doo
doo, doo, doo
doo, doo, doo, doo

As long as your season turned my way.

• Rock
• indie
• mood
• shoegaze
• New Jersey