Love passes like the four seasons It begin whiteFresh and new!Ready for its canvas to be painted But You arecold and ignorantAfraid and lethalBut as time passesThe warmth does grow Then comes the time of new beginnings Beautiful, vibrant colorsHoneymoon yellowsPink budsForrest greenYou areAddicted to each otherLike the bees are addicted to the freshly new nectar. The addiction growsThe heat of the passion rises The love is sweaty and fierce and relentless At times overbearing Your love burns the souls so much that it goes from beautiful To becoming dangerous to the touchSoon the Forrest greenBecomes green with envy The fire loses fuelYou wonder where the time wentThe leaves get bored and change They aren't like how they first wereThe color of goTransformThe color of unsureAnd result in And the color of bloodYou've overdosedYour heart grows colder and you begin to fall It's whiteIt's coldEverything is deadYou're aloneYou're ignorant and afraid But as time passesThe warmth does grow