Cold Autumn Sunday

When the leaving birds fill the storm grey sky

And the green, green leaves turn away and die

And the once warm sun has to run and hide

And the winter clouds begin their stormy ride

Cold black shadows cross my eyes

And help to make me realize

You've gone, oh, cold autumn Sunday

Still I'll walk alone the path we shared

And I'll try to recreate the love we had

For you were my life and my heart is sad

And it's strange how autumn used to make me glad

Only now an empty sky is there

To let me know how much I care

You've gone, oh, cold autumn Sunday

I'm near to dying

No use denying that it's true

Spend my whole time crying

Finding ways of trying not to be blue

Oh, over you

I'm near to dying

No use denying that it's true

Spend my whole time crying

Finding ways of trying not to be blue

Oh, over you

When the leaving birds fill the storm grey sky

And the green, green leaves turn away and die

And the once warm sun has to run and hide

And the winter clouds begin their stormy ride

Cold black shadows cross my eyes

And help to make me realize

You've gone, oh, cold autumn Sunday