When the leaves get yellow
and the rain starts to fall,
you know-the autumn says "hello"
and i don't want the summer to go.

When the days get shorter,
and the Sun hides behind the clouds,
my mood will invariably alter
and i'll be sad-there're no doubts.

You know-i'll miss the laughter
which decorated my every single day,
i'll keep and think of the memories,
but they will seem so far away.

But i know-autumn is nice
with its own and unique way.
I suppose-there is surprise
behind all that unpleasant grey.