Shivers in the morning air,
Hint of Winters breath,
Autumn whispers soft to me,
of frozen days ahead
Oh, Golden Fall
above them all
the season most divine!
You bring the softest, kindest breeze
tender to my mind.
Shivers in the morning air,
Hint of Winters breath,
Autumn whispers soft to me,
of frozen days ahead
Oh, Golden Fall
above them all
the season most divine!
You bring the softest, kindest breeze
tender to my mind.