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 Its 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 Ohso Sad To See The Summer's End.
And Though The Changing Colors Are A Lovely Thing To See
If It Were Mine To Make A Change, I Think I'd Let It Be.


But I Don't Remember Hearing Anybody Asking Me.