Autumn Life
Stephen Crumbächer
Autumn Life lyrics
Father, I've been losing sleep
Idle questions running deep
Give me rest but don't deny
That I should wake before I die
With an understanding why
Somehow, I just can't explain
A troubles heart that feels no pain
Lead me where the fire has gone
Farther in and farther on
From behind this curtain drawn
It's like October, November
When withered leaves
Have turned to gold
(October, November)
A gentlе breeze precedеs the cold
In autumn life
Father, I am so unsure
And pray in time we'll find the cure
Take me on another ride
From this dark uncertain side
Back to where my thoughts abide
It's like October, November
When withered leaves
Have turned to gold
(October, November)
A gentle breeze precedes the cold
In autumn life
Lead me where the fire has gone
Farther in and farther on
Farther in and farther on
It's like October, November
When withered leaves
Have turned to gold
(October, November)
A gentle breeze precedes the cold
In autumn life
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