Autumn on My Mind

Midnight patterns, on my shadowed hand, as I reach to feel the love you left behind,

and I watched your love, turn to stone, then I tried to love the coldness I could find.

Winter love must go then, lost in time, when you live with autumn on your mind,

and I know you feel the love there more than mine, but I can't love the autumn of your mind...the autumn of your mind.


And when you look back, find you wished you'd stayed, when your love can't sing what the seasons bring your way...

Well winter love must go then, lost in time, when you live with autumn on your mind

and i know you feel the love there more than mine, and I can't love the autumn of your mind...I can't love the autumn of your mind.