Summer days turning cold Summer leaves turn to gold Summer love gone to sea Summer birds sound the cry Restless wings beat the sky In their flight from the winter's decree Empty room where she slept Near the shelf where she kept Her dreams and her fears Empty space where she lay With her head turned away As the dawn kissed the leaves with its tears The threads of our lives have become so entwined The weave of their fiber lies close 'round my mind And the wonder of her standing there by the shore Comes back to my mind as I pass by her door Empty street where we walked Empty bridge where we talked In the dusk and the rain Crimson clouds gone to gray Mourned the death of the day As the shadows went softly insane Summer leaves gone to brown Morning frost chills the town With a crystalline shroud Winter's long, icy hands Freeze the life from the land Summer's face getting lost in the crowd The threads of our lives have become so entwined The weave of their fiber lies close 'round my mind And the wonder of her standing there by the shore Comes back to my mind as I pass by her door
Summer days turning cold Summer leaves turn to gold Summer love gone to sea Summer birds sound the cry Restless wings beat the sky In their flight from the winter's decree Empty room where she slept Near the shelf where she kept Her dreams and her fears Empty space where she lay With her head turned away As the dawn kissed the leaves with its tears The threads of our lives have become so entwined The weave of their fiber lies close 'round my mind And the wonder of her standing there by the shore Comes back to my mind as I pass by her door Empty street where we walked Empty bridge where we talked In the dusk and the rain Crimson clouds gone to gray Mourned the death of the day As the shadows went softly insane Summer leaves gone to brown Morning frost chills the town With a crystalline shroud Winter's long, icy hands Freeze the life from the land Summer's face getting lost in the crowd The threads of our lives have become so entwined The weave of their fiber lies close 'round my mind And the wonder of her standing there by the shore Comes back to my mind as I pass by her door
