‘Tis The Season Of Love

‘Tis the season of love
Where nothing ever goes wrong
Where things fall into place
And I sing my favourite song

‘Tis the season of love
When fruits are ripe and sweet
Seeing them droop playfully
My young heart skips a beat
The flowers in full bloom
Rain their fragrance in the air
Colours so bright and cheerful
All around and everywhere
A bird sits down besides me
Begins to have a talk
Leisure is such an awful waste
So we decide to take a walk

‘Tis the season of love
When people are all smiles
No sign of grief or sorrow
Though I’ve walked for miles
It is not a big secret
There is only one reason
All the happiness around
Is brought by just one season

‘Tis the season of love
Where nothing ever goes wrong
Where things fall into place
Come, sing and walk along

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