Everything is out of season The price of love is higher than the moon Everything is out of season Your kisses like a wint'ry fall in June And quite soon you will be gone Everything is out of season The taste is like a frozen tangerine Shivering without a reason I think I've caught a fever from a dream Too much sunshine has come my way I concede you're looking fine Loving kept on ice that I can use any time To love was so much warmer on a colder day Not so far away There's something very strange And I just have to say that it's peculiar And everything is out of season And dreams have got a way of growing old When everything is out of season I think I've gone and caught a summer cold And quite soon you will be gone And dreams have got a way of growing old When everything is out of season I think I've gone and caught a summer cold And quite soon you will be gone.