All four seasons
by Sting
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With her smile as sweet as a warm wind in summer
She´s got me flying like a bird in a bright June sky
And then just when she thinks that I´ve got her number
Brings me down to the ground with her wintry eye
That´s my baby
She can be all four seasons in one day
And when the nighttime comes wit no interference
To our warm summer love with all its charms
But like a thoroughbred horse she can turn on a sixpence
And I find that I´am back in Mistress Winter´s arms
How will I know?
How can I tell?
Which side of the bed she takes when the day begins
She can be kind
She can be cruel
She´s got me guessing like a game-show fool
She can change her mind like she changes her sweaters
From one minute to the next it´s hard to tell
She blows hot and cold just like a stormy weather
She´s my gift from the Lord or a fiend from hell
That´s my baby
She can be all four seasons in one day
Watching the weatherman´s been no good at all
Winter, spring, summer I´m bound for a fall
There are no long-term predictions
For my baby
She can be all four seasons in one day
How will I know?
How can I tell?
Which side of the bed she takes when the day begins
She can be kind
She can be cruel
She´s got me guessing like a game-show fool
If it´s a sunny day I take my umbrella
Just in case the raindrops start to fall
You could say that I´m just a cautious fellow
I don´t want to be caught in a sudden squall
That´s my baby
She can be all four seasons in one day
That´s my baby
She can be all four seasons in one day
She´s got me flying like a bird in a bright June sky
And then just when she thinks that I´ve got her number
Brings me down to the ground with her wintry eye
That´s my baby
She can be all four seasons in one day
And when the nighttime comes wit no interference
To our warm summer love with all its charms
But like a thoroughbred horse she can turn on a sixpence
And I find that I´am back in Mistress Winter´s arms
How will I know?
How can I tell?
Which side of the bed she takes when the day begins
She can be kind
She can be cruel
She´s got me guessing like a game-show fool
She can change her mind like she changes her sweaters
From one minute to the next it´s hard to tell
She blows hot and cold just like a stormy weather
She´s my gift from the Lord or a fiend from hell
That´s my baby
She can be all four seasons in one day
Watching the weatherman´s been no good at all
Winter, spring, summer I´m bound for a fall
There are no long-term predictions
For my baby
She can be all four seasons in one day
How will I know?
How can I tell?
Which side of the bed she takes when the day begins
She can be kind
She can be cruel
She´s got me guessing like a game-show fool
If it´s a sunny day I take my umbrella
Just in case the raindrops start to fall
You could say that I´m just a cautious fellow
I don´t want to be caught in a sudden squall
That´s my baby
She can be all four seasons in one day
That´s my baby
She can be all four seasons in one day