The Things You Lost

Ooh, which part of this scares you?
'Cause I believed it all, I believed it all
On an old shopping list by the telephone
You practice down names when you're alone

Seasons have their ways
You will love again this way
This is all that we can say about it

A force or a void, your hand on my knee
There's silver in boxes you've buried at sea
Why would I wait? How long will it take?
When you're standing, staring at the sand

Seasons have their ways
You will love again this way
This is all that we can say about it

Does a day in Texas help you remember
All the Washington pines in mid-November?
And while you're breathing clouds into frost
Did you get back any of the things you lost?

Seasons have their ways
Will I ever love again?
Will you say, won't you say that you'll stay?
Let the seasons have their ways