Senson

Late summer you walked into my life
I remember the autumn, I remember that night
That smile on your face, the pale pale moon
All good times still left to come

I remember the autumn, I remember that night
That smile on your face, the pale pale moon
All good times still left to come

Awoke 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 knew

I cried bitter tears you had been taken your own life