Reflections "in" the water like shadows in my mind
Speak to me of passing days and nights and passing time
The falling leaves are whispering winter's on it's way
I close my eyes remembering the warmth of yesterday It seems a shame to see September swallowed by the "wind"
And more than that it's oh so sad to see the summer end
And though the changing colors are a lovely thing to see
If it were mine to make the change "I think" I'd let it be But I don't remember hearing anybody asking me.
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