When the summer fled past my window and autumn's chill was in the air there was a special kind of lonesome 'round that ending time of year. When the leaves fell and they drifted 'neath the trees that soon were bare I felt that wind blow, ever colder, and suddenly, you were there. We laughed and scuffled while the snow fell and the cold gave your cheecks a glow. And in your arms come evening a kind of peace I know. Often I'd wake at midnight mid some icy winter storm, and then I would find you beside me, and you made the night seem so warm. Now I go my way and you go your way now that the winter's come and gone. But somehow with the springtime your golden warmth still lingers on.
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