Season

Late September, you walked into my life

I remember that autumn, I remember that night

That smile on your face, the pale, pale moon

All those good times still left to come

Awoke by a phone call one cold night

In my dream you had been going to die

I felt so scared that I was going to loose you

When I answered the phone I already knew

I cried bitter tears, you had been taken your own life

Down the corridor to the bedroom

I sit there in silence, all alone

All alone is all I'll ever be

Except at night when you visit my dreams

And it tears my mind I can't see you tomorrow