The autumn trees have fallen fast asleep
And in the air nostalgia everywhere
I hear the faithful book she’s babbling
Without a care the leaves fall through the air
Assuredly I step onto the scene
The evergreens have never haunted me
And in my heart I feel the mighty wind
Moving me, moving me
The seasons change ever so tenderly
And life will die in all its agony
And here we are amidst the out of reach
And through it all you’ve gone and stayed with me
In hopeful words the world will move along
Each day anew she breathes and sings her song
And in the hour of its tempest fright
She cheeks a grin and bids the world goodnight
Bids the world goodnight
