This autumn..when the old leaves fall,
the flowers bloom, in the woods we strolled,
the quiet moments spent by the lake..
and the longing felt..soaked in rain..
that nip in the air..as sun-shine grew tall
miss you so much... wish you could call..
I do live, with those moments rewind..
there is little bit for you..still left inside..
as memories unfold...to the distance far..
you walk down the strings to my heart..
the song comes out…and the music through
a pain rekindled..I sing for you..