Miss you most of all

When all those autumn leaves start to fall

Drifting by my window

They come up over the wall



Why does a good thing have to do end

Can't see it happen where and when

Cycle of change can be so cruel

I've got no one to blame I'm just a fool, you know



Hold on they keep on telling me

Something good is gonna come

The red and gold has put its spell on me

And old man winter's gonna come

You know he keeps on blocking off the sun



Miss you most of all

When they burn those bonfires tall

Smoke and ashes fill the air and the

Harvesters are everywhere

No time to waste, let's drink the wine

Don't let the fruit rot on the vine

When the sun is big and fiery it goes, you know

That is the time I miss you the most, they say



Hold on they keep on telling me

Something good is gonna come

The red and gold has put its spell on me

And old man winter's gonna come

You know he keeps on blocking off the sun



Cold wind is howling and there's

Dampness creeps in our bones

Seasons change, why didn't we

Come on bring that summer back to me



Hold on they keep on telling me

Something good is gonna come

The red and gold has put its spell on me

And old man winter's gonna come

You know he keeps on blocking off the sun



Tell me why does he always have to come?