It's late in the season 
Leaves are falling down 
Autumn shades 
Of red and brown 

I heard you were leaving 
Mind if I go along 
I could hold your hand 
And sing you a song 

Always the traveller 
Adrift in the wind 
There's something about you 
That's drawing me in 

Through to next year 
Go our own ways 
And I'll meet you back here 

Always the traveller 
Adrift in the wind 
There's something about you 
That's drawing me in 

Could I ever forget you 
Not for a while 

I'll be tasting your sweet, sweet lips 
Mile after mile