My mem'ries of you
Things you'd say
Things you'd do

This grayness I fear
Summer died
Fall for a year

Walking down our path of mist
All our dreams would somehow twist
Way back then
When we hugged and kissed
Summer's what we missed
We missed

Leaves yellow and red
Dreams I dread
Then love had fled

I recall your hair
Strings of fall
Waves in the air

Try to find another way
Walking the path of decay
Autumn winds
Rain all through the day
Summer fades away
Away

Autumn inside for a year
Outside has just caught up
When I met you
Summer lived
Now
Fall just won't stop

Birds fly by
Leaves fall to my feet
Mem'ries should be sweet

Did I not
Mean a thing at all?
Summer turned to fall
To fall

Summer turned to fall...
Summer turned to fall...

If it was love then
Could it not turn into love again?

Did I not
Mean a thing at all?
Summer turned to fall
To fall