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30 August, 2009

Season In The Sun

Hello friends. I really had a busy academic week here, had to attend hours and hours of lecture and with new and difficult subjects, this semester is not going to be easy, that's for sure. This night is gathering on me altogether with the past six days resembling like nothing more than a jumble. I'm glad music is always there for the rescue. One of my favorite songs from the band WESTLIFE, Dublin, Ireland.

Seasons In The Sun........

Goodbye to you my trusted friend,
We've known each other since we were nine or ten,
Together we've climbed hills and trees,
Learned of love and ABC's
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.

Goodbye my friend it s hard to die,
When all the birds are singing in the sky,
Now that the spring is in the air,
Pretty girls are everywhere
Think of me and I'll be there.

We had joy we had fun,
We had seasons in the sun,
But the hills that we climbed,
Were just seasons out of time.

Goodbye papa please pray for me,
I was the black sheep of the family,
You tried to teach me right from wrong,
Too much wine and too much song
Wonder how I got along.

Goodbye papa it s hard to die,
When all the birds are singing in the sky,
Now that the spring is in the air.
Little children everywhere,
When you see them I'll be there.

We had joy we had fun,
We had seasons in the sun,
But the wine and the songs,
Like the seasons have all gone.

We had joy we had fun,
We had seasons in the sun,
But the wine and the song,
Like the seasons have all gone.

Goodbye michelle my little one,
You gave me love and helped me find the sun,
And every time that I was down,
You would always come around,
And get my feet back on the ground.

Goodbye michelle it s hard to die,
When all the birds are singing in the sky,
Now that the spring is in the air,
With the flowers everywhere,
I wish that we could both be there.

We had joy we had fun,
We had seasons in the sun,
But the hills that we climbed were,
Just seasons out of time.

We had joy we had fun,
We had seasons in the sun,
But the wine and the song,
Like the seasons have all gone.