The Four Seasons Pt. III (Fall)

As the leaves begin to fall

I hear the fatal call

For the colors have brought about change

The love is now out of range

And we have fallen away

Leaving us with nothing to say

For the chill added to the air

Took away all that we share

And we can’t regain what we had

For the change has driven us mad

So, away from this, we do run

And now I wait for winter to come

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Falling out of love

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