Sweeter than honey, bitter than love

Mood swing again.

I've been here so long, I think that it's time to move
The winter's so cold, summer's over too soon
So let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow

I've got some friends, some that I hardly know
We've had some times, I wouldn't trade for the world
We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go

(Rise Against - Punk goes)

It totally describes my feelings.