First Shade of Winter

I feel fall
Coming round the bend
Changing everything
Leaves will turn
From green to gold to gray
As summer blows away.

I hear a voice
Blowing in the wind
Whispering I’ll be home again
To save you from this hell
I promise you I will
Before the first shade of winter

I recall
How you used to laugh
At everything I’d say
And I still feel you
Echo in my dreams
It’s cruel how real it seems

I hear a voice
Blowing in the wind
Whispering I’ll be home again
To save you from this hell
I promise you I will
Before the first shade of winter

Leaves falling down
You cannot be found