Just before winter
In autumn’s colors glow
When dreams are going
Into frost and snow
Just before the dark
In glow times away
When colors to gray come
From darkness of day
When the roses go pale
Into deep of fall
Their bouquets frail
Of the icily drawl
Just before winter
When day is almost gone
Where love will stop
That carries summer on
When colors are falling
In their memories
And darkness again calling
In wintry breezing trees
When the roses go pale
Into deep of fall
Their bouquets frail
Of the icily drawl
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