Autumn Light - Ron Sexsmith

Autumn light

We met in autumn light

When all the world was dressed in gold

Autumn light

We loved in autumn light

That’s when the year starts growing old

Central Park

Shone like a yellow stone

All of the birds had flown

You were mine alone

I remember autumn light

Your face in autumn light

I always do this time of night

Winter came

And blew out autumn’s flame

And you walked away in autumn light

You were mine alone

I remember autumn light

Your face in autumn light

I always do this time of night

Winter came

And blew out autumn’s flame

And you walked away in autumn light

Love walked away in autumn light