Early Autumn

When an early autumn walks the land and chills the breeze and touches with her hand the summer trees perhaps you'll understand what memories I own There's a dance pavilion in the rain all shuttered down a winding country lane all russet brown a frosty window pane shows me a town grown lonely That spring of ours that started so April hearted seemed made for just a boy and girl I never dreamed, did you, any fall would come in view so early, early Darling if you care, please, let me know I'll meet you anywhere, I miss you so Let's never have to share another early autumn