When an early autumn walks the land and chills the breeze 
And touches with her hand the summer trees 
Perhaps you'll understand what memories I own 
There's a dance pavilion, all shuttered down 

A winding country lane, all russet brown 
A frosty windowpane shows me a town grown lonely 
That spring of ours that started, so April-hearted 
Seemed made for just a boy and girl 

I never dreamed, did you, any fall could come in view 
So early, early 
Darling, if you care, please let me know 
I'll meet you anywhere, I miss you so 
Let's never have to share another early autumn