: I can see her slowly walking Through the empty streets of morning Who she's with I cannot tell His face fades with the others In the endless spell
: Hear the winds murmuring and rumbling 'round Walk along, talk along, autumn afternoon And the leaves torn off the trees are tumbling down Walk along
Sunset trumpeting the end of day Storm clouds wrap the summer up in gray But in the springtime of the year We began a love that will remain evergreen
: I'd like to know, baby How you feel about me I'd like to know, baby How you feel about me I've got to know if you think you might leave me Baby won
: You and I travel to the beat of a different drum Ah can't you tell by the way I run Every time you make eyes at me Wo-oh You cry and moan and say
: Autumn The frost has come and kissed all the leaves to sleep forever Time sketches a few lines and etches its wishes into our lives See how everything
: I'm back on the street again Gotta stand on my own two feet again I'm walking that lonely beat again Remembering when, woah-oh, remembering when Got
: Don't feel bad when the nice things you've had Get tattered and must be laid away The nice things you had They're so many grains of sand And they're
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: Ask any mirror Is there no escape He will show you lines that time has etched into your face And all around the edges Life is turning gray And you
: Rain has a sad and dusty taste Like winter's tears on summer's face Feels like my trouble's coming home I know beyond the rain Sun's going down again
the iron fence Where the diesel trucks march by The sounds of living can make no sense When they make no difference Wooden boxes cause a throne The hollow faces beneath the stone
Hear the winds murmuring and rumbling 'round Walk along, talk along, autumn afternoon And the leaves torn off the trees are tumbling down Walk along,
I'm back on the street again Gotta stand on my own two feet again I'm walking that lonely beat again Remembering when, woah-oh, remembering when Got
I can see her slowly walking Through the empty streets of morning Who she's with I cannot tell His face fades with the others In the endless spell of
Autumn The frost has come and kissed all the leaves to sleep forever Time sketches a few lines and etches its wishes into our lives See how everything
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