Ane Brun - Changing Of The Seasons Lyrics
He falls asleep on her chestThe best sleep heґd ever metNevertheless he dreams of some strangerґs caressSo he awakes and he knowsMaybe someone else is supposedTo meet his hazy anticipating eyesHe draws the curtains asideUnfolding the first morning lightHe glances at his disenchanted lifeRestlessness is me, you seeIt's hard to be safeIt's difficult to be happyIt's the changing of the seasonsHe says "I need them"I guess I'm too ScandinavianThe relief of springIntoxication of summer rainThe clearness of fallHow winter makes me reconsider it allRestlessness is me, you seeIt's hard to be safeIt's difficult to be happyAnd then she awakesReaches for the embraceHe decides notTo worry about seasons again