My Friend Pedro

Seasons change
Just like people do
Always thought we'd face the seasons
Without them changing you
Winter is here
And the cold is setting in
I'm ill-prepared for snow fall
And I'm all alone again

You might try to be my sunshine
On those cloudy awful days
The chance is slight, but I just might
Let those feelings melt away
Who knows, next year when summer comes again
I could be your flower and you could be my rain