It's a little bit chilly,
The weather outside.
I wish it were summer,
When we sizzled and fried.
But when it is summer,
And we're melting again,
I'll wish for the winter,
Or maybe some rain.
Chorus:
The season's changing,
It's always changing.
It keeps me in awe,
How wonderful life is when you're in Utah.
I should be a song writer. Ha ha!
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