(by Paul Guzzone & Raffaele D’Onofrio)
Love is the season
Love is the season
Love is the season
Love is the season of joy.
Whatever time makes, time can destroy,
But love is the season of joy.
There are people who sit
On a summer’s evening
And drink in the air like wine.
There are people who watch
the snow fall on a mountain
And think that the sight is sublime.
There are days in October
when the leaves are on fire
And the earth sings its sad, bright song,
And mornings in May
when the colors can blind you
and the rivers run clear and strong.
Love is the season
Love is the season
Love is the season
Love is the season of joy.
Whatever time makes, time can destroy,
But love is the season of joy.
There once was a man
Whose son had to leave him,
Go find a world of his own.
After years he returned
And all was forgiven,
Tears of joy welcomed him home.
Love is the season
Love is the season
Love is the season
Love is the season of joy.
Whatever time makes, time can destroy,
But love is the season of joy.
© 2004 Paul A. Guzzone & Ralph D’Onofrio/Kash Monet (BMI)
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