Текст: Norah Jones. Come Away With Me. Shoot The Moon.

The summer days are gone too soon
You shoot the moon and miss completely
And now you're left to face the gloom
The empty room that once smelled sweetly

Of all the flowers you plucked
If only you knew the reason
Why you had to each be lonely
Was it just the season?

And now the fall is here again
You can't begin to give in, it's all over
When the snows come rolling through
You're rolling too with some new lover

Will you think of times you've told me
That you knew the reason
Why we had to each be lonely?
It was just the season

Will you think of times you've told me
That you knew the reason
Why we had to each be lonely?
It was just the season