Seasons of discontent

You can never forget the ones you love,

only learn to live without them.

Autumn leaves falling,

Winter breeze blowing,

Summer heat knowing,

Spring is never new.

Wish I could say sorry

but I did nothing wrong.

Drop it an octave and sing a bluesy song.

I don't sleep because you are gone,

I do not want to live in this world alone.

When the wind blows

and the floorboards creek,

that's when you feel defenceless, 

helpless and weak.

You can never forget the ones you love,

only learn to live without them.

If living is what you call this.