Through the lush meadows
and silver rains of summer,
change will come,
but our love will blossom
like the sunflowers
in the garden.

Through the golden afternoons
and crisp winds of autumn,
change will come,
but our love will only deepen
like the touch of crimson
on the maples.

Through the blue velvet nights
and crystal winds of winter,
change will come,
but our love will warm us
like the glow from
the holiday lights.

Through the misty dawns
and gentle rains of spring,
change will come,
but our love will awaken us
like the sun's fresh kiss
on the sod.

As each season unfolds,
change will come,
but our love will only
grow more beautiful,
and we'll find that we're
lovers still.