the summer grass is growing brown

leaves dancing silhouettes, to the ground

it is the autumn of my life

gone now, the long summer days

geese heading south, flying away

it is the autumn of my life

summer heat, being replaced

coolness of fall's wind, in my face

it is the autumn of my life

beneath this tree, now, i will rest

i feel for me, it is the best

it is the autumn of my life

i close my eyes, my senses roam

it's time for me to be going home

it is the autumn of my life