Analysis of Love's Season

Come to me before the Autumn time,
come to me before the leaves do fall,
come to me before the Winter time
and you can lay your head
upon my shoulder fair,
untie your golden hair.

Bring to me no chill of Winter time,
bring to me no tale of sad farewells,
bring to me the fruit of Summer time
and you will find your love
in our soft embrace,
kisses rained upon your face.

Speak to me of time when love was strong,
speak to me of Springtime’s morning light,
speak to me of evenings sweet and long
and you can stay within this place
where you once were free,
and gave your thoughts to me.

Come to me before the Autumn time,
come to me before the Winter storm,
come to me before the Spring sunlight
and warmth of Summer time
will ease your aching heart,
and we will never part.

Come to me before the Autumn time,
bring to me no tale of sad farewells,
speak to me of evenings sweet and long
and you can lay your head
upon my shoulder fair,
untie your golden hair.