Are the Seasons Kind?

Tell me what springs like at your place
Do the trees give up their secrets and say
That every time we bloom
We're blooming for you
And every time we leave we hope to come back soon

Tell me what summers like at your place
Does the sky always stay the perfect shade
With no clouds in sight
Cause you haven't got the time
To waste a summers day on the dark parts of life

So come right through and take off your shoes
Tell me everything today I put you through

Wont you call me in the morning just to tell me you got home
I am two hours from sleeping and there's so much I don't know
When you tell me that you're ok, reassure me you are fine,
There's one more thing I wondered
Are the seasons kind?

Tell me what falls like at your place
For about three months does the world feel strange
While your leaves turn brown
Do you spend less time out
And find someone to make the quiet nights a little more loud

Tell me what winters like at your place
Do you still have to work on Christmas Day
Does it hurt to realise
A year just passed you by
You know its getting time to hear your garden tell a lie

So come right through and take off your shoes, tell me everything today I put you through

Wont you call me in the morning just to tell me you got home
I am two hours from sleeping and there's so much I don't know
When you tell me that you're ok, reassure me you are fine
There's one more thing I wondered
Are the seasons kind?

Tell me what its like at your place
Everything from the last few hundred days
I just want to hear
How you've been treated by the year
And if you're doing well then we can end the phone call here