Season Suite: Fall

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 it's 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, oh, so sad to see the summer end

And though the changing colors are a lovely thing to see

If it were mine to make the change, I think I'd let it be

But I don't remember hearing anybody asking me