No More (Again)

In April Pennsylvania waits For the small months to return In a while or pretty soon Or pretty soon or in a while Either way the time's delayed Haven't seen them in a while They went missing with the light When the white oak has no answer It turns its back on you The maple calls you, shows you something new No more chances They won't fall for you No more chances Idle ski lifts have it right Simple patience and resign So it seems it's been a while It's been a while or so it seems Either way, the times between The white oak can't stand you, love to leave you out The maple shows you how it loves to get around No more chances It's all coming true No more chances They won't fall for you No more chances They won't fall for you No more chances