Spence Hood - Clover Season Lyrics

Suppertime soon, this hill will still be here in June
She starts to walk away when Trifolium pleads its case
Say take me anywhere if you need a friend who couldn’t care less
About how much you hate to dress
In the pastels of the season,
Dorothy needs a reason to smile
All the while she’ll tape him

To the top of her vanity, next to the list of profanities
She’s heard her uncle scream; seems that Kansas ain’t the canvas he seemed
To believe that she might paint upon, until that fateful afternoon she was gone
With a note that said so long
I’ve gone and wished for a world
Where a girl can hug a girl
For longer than a

Moment or two, adieu I bid this
Godforsaken view
Well darling clover season’s overrated

Now and again, she’ll think back on April 10
And say “My oh my, what a waste of a wish,
the condition could never be met
In a world that’s just not ready yet”

Darling clover season’s overrated,
And clover season’s over before it’s begun