Autumn In Our Town - Dave Brubeck

The village green is golden now

Autumn leaves flame and flutter down;

October days in golden haze

Drift through our New England town

Another Autumn, you and I

Christened with love each golden scene

And our desire was Autumn fire

As we walked through the village green

Blow wind, seel where the embers lie;

Go wind, love wasn’t meant to die!

Oh falling leaf, oh flaming tree

Our lovers' dreams are tumbling down;

Come back my love, come back to me

It’s golden Autumn in our town!