I miss you most of all When those autumn leaves start to fall Drifting by my window They climb up over the wall Why does a good thing have to end? Can’t see it happen where and when? Suck up the change, don’t be so cruel I’ve got no one to blame, I’m just I fool
Hold on and keep on telling me Something good’s gonna come The red and gold (?) have put their spell on me And old man winter is gonna come You know, he keeps on blocking up the sun
I miss you most of all When they burn those bonfires tall Smoking ashes fill the air And the harvesters are everywhere No time to waste, let’s drink the wine Don’t let the fruit rot on the vine When the sun is a big and fiery ghost, you know That is the time I miss you most
They say, hold on and keep on telling me Something good’s gonna come The red and gold (?) have put their spell on me And old man winter is gonna come You know, he keeps on blocking up the sun
Cold wind is hauling And there’re damping creeps in our bones Seasons change, why didn’t we? Come on, bring that summer back to me
Hold on and keep on telling me Something good’s gonna come The red and gold (?) have put their spell on me And old man winter is gonna come You know, he keeps on blocking up the sun Tell me why does he always have to come?