Changing Of The Seasons - Sketches Version

He falls asleep on her chest
 the best sleep he'd ever met
 nevertheless he dreams of some stranger's caress
 so he awakes and he knows
 maybe someone else is supposed
 to meet his hazy anticipating eyes
 ♪
 he draws the curtains aside
 unfolding the first morning light
 he glances at his disenchanted life
 ♪
 restlessness is me, you see
 it's hard to be safe
 it's difficult to be happy
 ♪
 it's the changing of the seasons
 he says "I need them"
 I guess I'm too Scandinavian
 the relief of spring
 intoxication of summer rain
 the clearness of fall
 how winter makes me reconsider it all
 ♪
 restlessness is me, you see
 it's hard to be safe
 it's difficult to be happy
 ♪
 and then she awakes
 reaches for the embrace
 he decides not
 to worry about seasons again
 
 He falls asleep on her chest
 the best sleep he'd ever met
 nevertheless he dreams of some stranger's caress
 so he awakes and he knows
 maybe someone else is supposed
 to meet his hazy anticipating eyes
 ♪
 he draws the curtains aside
 unfolding the first morning light
 he glances at his disenchanted life
 ♪
 restlessness is me, you see
 it's hard to be safe
 it's difficult to be happy
 ♪
 it's the changing of the seasons
 he says "I need them"
 I guess I'm too Scandinavian
 the relief of spring
 intoxication of summer rain
 the clearness of fall
 how winter makes me reconsider it all
 ♪
 restlessness is me, you see
 it's hard to be safe
 it's difficult to be happy
 ♪
 and then she awakes
 reaches for the embrace
 he decides not
 to worry about seasons again