Season

Late September you walked into my life
I remember the autumn I remember that night
That smile on your face, the pale pale moon
All those good times still left to come

Awake by a phone call one cold night
In my dream you has been going to die
I felt so scared I was going to lose you
When I answered the phone I already knew

I cried bitter tears you’d taken your own life

Down the corridor to the bedroom
I sit there in silence all alone
And alone is all I’ll ever be
Except at time when you visit my dreams
And it tears my mind I can’t see you tomorrow