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