"God, I can push the grass apart and lay my finger on Thy heart.

I know I am but summer to your heart, and not the full four seasons of the year.
I know I am but summer to your heart, and not the full four seasons of the year.
I know I am but summer to your heart, and not the full four seasons of the year.
I know I am but summer to your heart, and not the full four seasons of the year.