When an early autumn walks the land and chills the breeze And touches with her hand the summer trees Perhaps you'll understand what memories I own There's a dance pavilion in the rain, all shuttered down A winding country lane, all russet brown A frosty window pane shows me a town grown lonely That spring of ours that started so April-hearted Seemed made for just a boy and girl I never dreamed, did you Any fall would come in view so early, early Darling, if you care, please, let me know I'll meet you anywhere, I miss you so Let's never have to share another early autumn