Autumn

Seems like the time is right for the masquerade
Feeling like I’m happy and sad at the same time
Dusting off my frost as my memory fades
Feel a little older when the wind calls
Seems like it’s right for the masquerade

They say that youth is wasted on the young
I guess the truth is my youth has come and gone
and the wind will sing it’s Autumn song

Stepping out my door in the same old way
Shadows growing longer as the light fades
Don’t look back at what has passed
I’m turning that page
Bittersweet at summers end well it’s Autumn

They say that youth is wasted on the young
I can see that it’s come and gone
And the wind will sing it’s Autumn song ¦