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.