In April, Pennsylvania waits
For the small months to return
In a while, pretty soon, pretty soon in a while
Either way the time's delayed
Haven't seen them in a while
They went missing with the light
And the white oak has no answer, 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 so it seems
Either way, the times between
And 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
They won't fall for you
No more chances
They won't fall for you
No more chances