A swing in yellow
A field behind
Always reminds me of summers past
And how the winter comes on so fast
The warm summer sun replaced by
Brisk autumn breezes
Soon replaced by frozen winter rain
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A swing in yellow
A field behind
Always reminds me of summers past
And how the winter comes on so fast
The warm summer sun replaced by
Brisk autumn breezes
Soon replaced by frozen winter rain