In the Season where caution flowsnand I can see the windnWhen we heard the siren,nit was too late that night to reconcilenCould sense my knees would givenCan't say when my body didnBut I'll keep on coming back for morenBut I won'tnWhen it comes to the mostnWhen it gets too closenWhen it gets to the lowestnI hit so lownAnd we heard the siren,nbut it was too late that night to reconcilenIt burnsnGiving me. I'm pulling on the stringnHad a bit too much and it's only you and menI'm almost gonenAnd we heard the siren,nbut it was too late that night to reconcile.