Miss You

I miss you most of all When those autumn leaves start to fall Drifting by my window They come up over the wall Why does a good thing have to end? Can't see it happen where and when? When the, Cycle of change can be so cruel, you know I've got no one to blame, I'm just a fool, you know Hold on and keep on telling me Something good's gonna come The red and gold has put it's spell on me And old man winter is gonna come You know, he keeps on blocking up the sun I miss you most of all When they burn those bonfires tall Smoking ashes fill the air And the harvesters are everywhere No time to waste, let's drink the wine When the sun is a big and fiery ghost, you know That is the time I miss you most They say, hold on and keep on telling me Something good's gonna come The red and gold has put their spell on me And old man winter is gonna come You know, he keeps on blocking up the sun Cold wind is hauling And this dampness creeps in my bones Seasons change, why didn't we? Come on, bring that summer back to me Hold on they keep on telling me Something good's gonna come The red and gold has put their spell on me And old man winter is gonna come You know, he keeps on blocking up the sun Tell me why does he always have to come?