Leaves begin their color change and kiss the ground like falling rain
i hear the distant howl begin a cold october wind
the seasons come and then they wither like a dying rose
my pain is measured by a sky that's old and gray
a misty morning i awoke to find it's much too late
pieces of time they keep falling down on me
It won't be long i can hear your song, october morning wind
i keep holding on to the fading sun, 'till you come back again
The sun is hiding once again it's warmth is like a long lost friend
pictures fading in my mind memories of a young boy's life
the weeping willow by the lake where we could run and play
lost all its magic it's become a ghost in time
the seasons came and they left me, tell me where'd they go
pieces of my life they keep falling down on me
It won't be long i can hear your song, october morning wind
i keep holding on to the fading sun, 'till you come back again