[Verse 1]
Seasons come and then they go
Just like some friends I used to know
But you've been there come rain or shine
Just like the warm sun doesn't change its mind
[Chorus]
You got me dancing like some autumn leaves
Cool as a summer breeze
You got me, yeah, you got me
Falling like the winter snow
Spring comes and leaves the old
You got me, yeah, cause I've been
Waiting for the feeling
More than just a season
[Verse 2]
To know what's hot
You gotta know what's cold
And when it froze
Had to let it go
Now what I've got is not a season thing
Cause time can pass and it won't change
[Chorus]
You got me dancing like some autumn leaves
Cool as a summer breeze
You got me, yeah, you got me
Falling like the winter snow
Spring comes & leaves the old
You got me, yeah, cause I've been
Waiting for the feeling
More than just a season
[Bridge]
Life follows no rules
It pushes, it pulls
But then there's you
Unchangeable, unshakeable love
[Chorus]
You got me dancing like some autumn leaves
Cool as a summer breeze
You got me, you got me
Falling like the winter snow
Spring comes & leaves the old
You got me, cause I've been
Waiting for the feeling
More than just a season
[Outro]
From the warm July
To December nights
Your love won't change
It's not a season thing
Seasons
Song Meaning
Chris August names what usually doesn't last before naming what does in "Seasons" — "seasons come and then they go, just like some friends I used to know, but you've been there come rain or shine" — using a familiar image of change to set up a contrast rather than to complain about impermanence.
"Just like the warm sun doesn't change its mind" extends the same comparison, picking a constant within nature itself rather than opposing nature to faithfulness. The chorus stacks four seasonal images in quick succession — "dancing like some autumn leaves, cool as a summer breeze... falling like the winter snow, spring comes and leaves the old" — before naming what none of them can fully capture: "waiting for the feeling, more than just a season."
"To know what's hot, you gotta know what's cold, and when it froze, had to let it go" turns the seasonal metaphor into something closer to wisdom literature, pairing contrast with necessary loss. "Life follows no rules, it pushes, it pulls, but then there's you, unchangeable, unshakeable love" states the bridge's whole argument in one breath, and the closing verse names two specific months, July and December, letting the full calendar year stand in for the claim that this love was never seasonal to begin with.