Left Behind (In a Box Version)

Summer sun is setting

And the grass is turning gold

Another season's changing

And I'm just getting old.

The autumn leaves are raining

And it's a sparrow's time to fall

Another season's fading

And I'm just getting old.

If you ever find a way

To run as fast as time

You will find the wind that's blowing

You tell her I was left behind.

The winter frost is biting

Even the trees outside are cold

Another season's changing

I'm just getting old.

The seeds of springs are spreading

With love no man can hold

Another season's changing

And I'm just getting old.

If you ever find a way

To run as fast as time

You will find the wind that's blowing

You tell her I was left behind

You tell her I was left behind

You tell her I was left behind

Ah, tell her I was left behind

Please, tell her I... was left behind