The leaves are restless in their dancing
I lean hard against the wind
Smell of rain upon the pavement
Withered branches sway and bend
There is a whisper at the windows
Melancholy heavy in the air
Autumn comes in wearing red and yellow
And leaves with a black veil in her hair
The shadows reach into the twilight
Scarves are waving their goodbye
To the sun and to the summer
As the moon begins to rise
And silhouettes of things remembered
They form inside my mind's unblinking eye
As once again, we find ourselves returning
To make another circle in the sky
There is a whisper at the windows
And melancholy heavy in the air
Autumn comes in wearing red and yellow
And leaves with a black veil in her hair
