I can't wait for summer to be gone,
I used to love it, but now it's too warm,
Sometimes too much light gives power to the dark,
Your heart will crave for all those shades of black.
I know that after I won't wait for winter to be gone,
I used to love it, but now it's not that fun,
Sometimes too little light gives power to your dark inside,
If we're all hiding from the Sun, do any really hide?
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