Love is a walk in the park That's how I feel at the start Pretty until it gets dark Love is a walk in the park Till you get bit by a dog I never knew you could bark When the seasons change You won't feel the same at all Because summer will turn into fall Then you'll leave. You're gone You don't need me at all Like the trees in the autumn breeze It's ironic the way that you leave Love is like riding a bike scary but then it's alright I got the hang of it, right? Till you start moving too fast Look up and you're 'bout to crash Why doesn't love ever last? So call me a pessimist I Think I'm a realist living a lie every night that I Hold you inside of these arms Knowing too well you'll move on As soon as the warm weather's gone When the seasons change You won't feel the same at all Because summer will turn into fall Then you'll leave. You're gone You don't need me at all Like the trees in the autumn breeze It's ironic the way that you leave Ooh-ooh, ooh-aah Like the trees in the autumn breeze It's ironic the way that you leave