Written / performed / produced by Bob Forbes.
acoustic
easy listening
folkpop
Lyrics
As the sun dips low, and the shadows grow long,
Crimson and gold, they dance to a natures song.
With every leaf that tumbles to the ground,
I feel your spirit weaving all around.
When autumn leaves fall and my heart hears the call,
Each running breeze brings our memories to a stall.
There's magic in the air, like a soft, sweet refrain,
In this canvas of color, I will cherish your name.
Winds of nostalgia, they cradle our past,
Reminding me of moments, too precious to last.
With a flicker of light in the fading suns glow,
I'll gather my thoughts and let these feelings flow.
When autumn leaves fall and my heart hears the call,
Each running breeze brings our memories to a stall.
There's magic in the air, like a soft, sweet refrain,
In this canvas of color, I will cherish your name.
So let the leaves scatter, let the world turn to gold,
In this chilly embrace, our warmth still unfolds.
Every rustle, every sigh, is a promise unbroken,
Through the chill of the twilight, our words still are spoken.
When autumn leaves fall and my heart hears the call,
Each running breeze brings our memories to a stall.
There's magic in the air, like a soft, sweet refrain,
In this canvas of color, I will cherish your name.
Copyright 2024; Bob Forbes