The winter long

I sense Autumn coming on

The mist has hung low all day

Small birds gather on the wing

Preparing to make their way.

The trees begin to show

A trace of brown among the green

Bringing back the memories

That only you and i have seen.

I sense Autumn coming on

The sun sinking red and deep

The fires burning in the fields

As late summer falls asleep.

The leaves begin to scatter

As the north wind calls their name

Folding gently back into

The silent earth from which they came.

(The winter long)

Still water flow

Sea breezes flow

Wild flowers grow

Abundant at your feet.

Soft falling snow

Warm candle glow

Flushed faces show

The pleasure when we meet.

Hold on to me, I'll hold on to you

The winter long I will always be with you.

Hold on to me, I'll hold on to you

The winter long

I will always be with you.

Hold on to me, I'll hold on to you

I will be the one who will  always see you through.

Hold on to me, I'll hold on to you

I will be the one who will always see you through.

Autumn, by strawbs.