Lyrics
Darling, behave though your boy has gone, or so we've heard
Ophelia would rise if it was her song, and say these words
Summer comes with its colors on
To take your breath away
Winter turns all the summer's love to gray
Darling, behave though the barnyard
Won't say where he's gone
Ophelia would sing if the orchard let her
What went wrong?
Summer comes yelling loud as hope
And takes your breath away
Winter takes what the summer had to say
