I feel fall coming 'round the bend
Changing everything
The leaves will turn from green to gold to gray
as summer blows away
I hear a voice
Blowing in the wind
Whispering I'll be home again
To save you from this hell
I promise I will
Before the first shade of winter
I recall how you used to laugh
at everything I'd say
and I still feel you echo in my dreams
It's cruel how real it seems
I hear a voice
Blowing in the wind
Whispering I'll be home again
To save you from this hell
I promise I will
Before the first shade of winter
Leaves falling down
You cannot be found
I feel fall coming 'round the bend
Changing everything

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