Early Autumn

When an early autumn walks the land and chills the breeze

And touches with her hand the summer trees

Perhaps you'll understand what memories I own

There's a dance pavilion, all shuttered down

A winding country lane, all russet brown

A frosty windowpane shows me a town grown lonely

That spring of ours that started, so April-hearted

Seemed made for just a boy and girl

I never dreamed, did you, any fall could come in view

So early, early, darling, if you care, please let me know

I'll meet you anywhere, I miss you so

Let's never have to share another early autumn