Cold Autumn Sunday

Hensley Ken

When the leaving birds 
Fill the stone grey sky 
And the green, green leaves 
Turn away and die 
And the once warm sun 
Has to run and hide 
And the Winter clouds 
Begin their stormy ride 
Cold black shadows cross my eyes 
And help to make me realize 
You've gone, oh 
Cold Autumn Sunday 

Still I walk alone 
The paths we shared 
And I try to recreate the love we had 
For you were my life 
And my heart is sad 
And it's strange how autumn 
Used to make me glad 
Only now an empty sky is there 
To let me know how much I care 
You've gone, oh 
Cold Autumn Sunday 

I'm near to dying 
No use denying that it's true 
Spend my whole time crying 
Finding ways of trying 
Not to be blue, oh, over you