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 was good times still left to comeAwoke by a phone call one cold night

In my dream you had been going to die

I felt so scared that I was going to loose you

When I answered the phone, I already knewI cried bitter tears you had been taken your own lifeDown the corridor to the bedroom

I sit there in silence all alone

And alone is all I'll ever be

Except at night when you visit my dreams