What a season hides

Let the season begin
while im getting older
all is going around me
but how can i explain to me
the love that is afraid of rain.

If i was young
i should ask if im enjoying my time
about tonight the fear is underground
and the darkness is outside
cause im lying while my smile's not right.

And why am I right
crossing the lifestyle of night
crawling this cave so hard
nothing appears growing up.

Who can say all is fine is you
looking for something true
cause your life is just that right
what I hear is your crying sound
nobody would try to find it.

And quietly feel this way
it is all for you
cause I made a taste
and is always on a tea
waiting for one pair of lips.