Short Fall

Short fall It was a very short fall for you Summer lasted longer than my point of view It was a very short fall for you Fall short I don’t want to fall short for you At my best, I can see all you do Springtime never felt so fresh and new Mother I am my mother’s daughter You are the wind in summer I know the harshness you temper Too few Too few are the words that I will say to you I feel nervous, baby, why don’t you? Do you trust me like I want you to?