Robert Plant - Season's Song

SEASON‘S SONG (Adams/Baggott/Fuller/Plant/Tyson) Oh, my love, What is there left to do? The youth that slept inside me, Went away when I found you. Oh, my love, What is there to be done? My senses have escaped me, My mind is on the run. Oh, my love Oh, my love The nights grow long There‘s snow upon the hill, The taste upon your lips Of summer‘s slow farewell. No time, my love The bird is on the wing. Who stole my pretty songbird, Who no longer for me sings. Oh, my love Oh, my love Oh, crazy love Oh-oh (Ah-ah) Oh, season‘s song (Ah-ah) Oh, season‘s song To dream my love The desert in my soul, Of peace alongside the wayside On this solitary road. Oh my love, When all is said and done, I hear the sounds of heaven In your wondrous season's song. Oh, my love Oh, my love Oh crazy, crazy love Oh crazy love My love, my love Oh, crazy love My crazy love…