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