When an early autumn walks the land and chills the breeze
And touches with her hand the summer trees
Perhaps you'll understand what memories I own
There's a dance pavilion in the rain, all shuttered down
A winding country lane, all russet brown
A frosty window pane shows me a town grown lonely
That spring of ours that started so April-hearted
Seemed made for just a boy and girl
I never dreamed, did you
Any fall would come in view so early, early
Darling, if you care, please, let me know
I'll meet you anywhere, I miss you so
Let's never have to share another early autumn
