Rather Be With You - Yukon Blonde

She walks in to the government office
Sitting in a chair directly to her left
I’m alone
Beside her is a tiny sort of man
He strikes up a conversation about plants
How they grow
She looks to me, she looks not past
Her expression is solely meaningless
Where did she go
Her eyes lock mine from the information line
Smile, smile, smile like everything is alright
Baby, the winter tends to snow but I know
Seasons come and seasons go
Honey, you know that you’re wrong
Cause I tell you seasons come and seasons go