Leaves begin their color change and kiss the ground like falling rain
I hear the distant howl begin a cold October wind
The seasons come and then they wither like a dying rose
My pain is measured by a sky that's old and gray
A misty morning I awoke to find it's much too late
Pieces of time they keep falling down on me

It won't be long I can hear your song, October morning wind
I keep holding on to the fading sun, 'till you come back again

The sun is hiding once again it's warmth is like a long lost friend
Pictures fading in my mind memories of a young boy's life
The weeping willow by the lake where we could run and play
Lost all its magic it's become a ghost in time
The seasons came and they left me, tell me where'd they go
Pieces of my life they keep falling down on me

It won't be long I can hear your song, October morning wind
I keep holding on to the fading sun, 'till you come back again

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