In the season of your love I was the summer
Glowing bright like diamonds in the air
If only I could know you were the other
Then I could lay my head knowing you cared
So I'm going on like a pauper in the daytime
Legs like stilts and eyes like stormy sky
I'll turn around when the shepherd comes to take me
And leave a trace in no one's mind but mine
Evergreen the leaves of sweet September
Promises laid waste like fields of grain
On sweet red wine I'll bide my time 'til the spring can come around
Until that day I'll never feel the same
In the years of life I know I've had quite a few of
Tepid days I never need recall
To live and die by this is never answered
To prolong our days until we lay under the pall
Evergreen the leaves of sweet September
Promises laid waste like fields of grain
On sweet red wine I'll bide my time 'til the spring can come around
Until that day I'll never feel the same
Until that day I'll never feel the same