John Denver, Part of his Season’s Suite, called “Fall,Early Winter”.
Reflections in the water
Like shadows in my mind
Speak to me of passing days and nights and passing time
The falling leaves are whispering “winter’s on its way”
I close my eyes remembering the warmth of yesterday
Seems a shame to see September swallowed by the wind
But more than that it’s oh so sad to see the summer end
And though the changing colors are a lovely thing to see
If it were mine to make the change I think I’d let it be
But I don’t remember hearing anybody asking me
(Typed by heart)