Autumn, the wind blows colder than summer.....
Autumn, my love's gone with another.....

I can't demand anything of myself now.....
So I guess I'll stay here in New England, for Autumn.
Buildings look tall and gray.....
Birds flying, haven't much to say.....

They all know that it's coming again.....
So I guess they'll stay here in New England, for Autumn,Autumn.....
Have you ever loved something, that you thought you knew?
Have you ever lost someone, who was close to you?
Well I lost my lover..... and my summer too.....
To Autumn, the wind blows colder than summer.....
Autumn, my love's gone with another.....

I can't demand anything of myself now.....
So I guess I'll stay here in New England, For Autumn,Autumn.....
AUTUMN..........

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Writer(s): DAN HARTMAN