Oh love is coming
In autumn delight
Blossoms are blooming
Into the night
Fragrance of autumn
On to dark glow
Breezy blow strum
Withering slow
Oh love oh fall
Blowing your song
Soon winter will call
In wind gust strong
Leaves are falling
Yellow brown red
Memories are calling
From the bloom bed
Oh love my darling
I miss you so
From our last spring
You had to go
But times will come
When I'll be like you
A garden sweet blossom
That summer shall renew
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