Summers Child - Steel Mill

Summer’s child

Smiles and feeds me

Autumn loves try to please me

Older now, in your silence

Better day of less violence

Winter’s child, says she needs me

Sadness clouds your eyes

You can not see

Soon will come times

You’ll look back

At what now and the little

We don’t let it burn in your head

Turn away from the times that were sad

Summer’s child

Smiles and feeds me

Autumn loves try to please me