(Dave Meros & John Boegehold)



Listen to the whisper of the rain

Voices in the mist

Beyond your window

And you remember

Days of love she spun a web of chains

That wrapped around your heart

And when you held her

You held forever





Green to grey

As forever slipped away

And down through the years

The seasons changed

Still a cold wind blows today

No sun to melt the frost

Because she's lost among the

GHOSTS OF AUTUMN



Fate's a quiet river at your feet

It rose up slow and dark

Without a warning

And pulled you under

Now she's gone but haunting every dream

Scattered on the wind

And in the rolling

Of distant thunder



Green to grey

As forever slipped away

And down through the years

The seasons changed

Still a cold wind blows today

No sun to melt the frost

Because she's lost among the

GHOSTS OF AUTUMN