the season has come, the snowbirds have crowded the night.
the townies are tired of beaches and bars being packed so tight
bridges and traffic and inlets are locked in their flights.
and on these boats ride the hopes of working class boys, dreaming of girls from faraway points
and better things, like winter flings and longing after spring has sprung
and they fly north when winter's done and we get burned in the summer sun.
fountains and flourescent lights
when the season has come, the snowbirds have crowded the nights.
townies and tourists find unlikely love at first sight
and swear that they're never leaving, and that is their plight.
this winter is lasting forever, at least for tonight.
and i know that you're never leaving until your flight takes you off and into the air
so far from your charms that i cannot bear another year in this long-forgotten beach town we once shared.
and this winter is lasting forever, at least for tonight.
i know that you're never leaving, never leaving me again
not again.
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