I can’t believe, soon we’ll be trading in all of short sleeves
Soon we’ll be staying indoors away from the streets
Oh I how I hate the winters here, I was born without seasons
It never snows. At least all of us look nice bundled up in our coats

I can’t believe, soon we’ll be leaving the pools and palm trees, for mountains and pines and evergreens
I remember the storms on the drive to your sisters house
And the long ride from Hyde Park back home
You laid in my arms as I stared out the window

I was born without seasons
Maybe this weather will give you a reason to stay right here

What happens when the summer's over
And everything start's falling off
Do we have to start all over
Can we pick up where we left off

I was born without seasons
Maybe this weather will give you a reason to stay