The Autumn Song
Mikko Suikkanen
A summer night spent well
Sitting on that old park bench with you
Feeling like there's nothing we can't do
Talking about all issues of life
Heartbreaks in line with glory rides
Feeling like these birds could fly
But like autumn leaves on those hefty trees we are falling
Now a distant memory of a lost world keeps recalling
The summer's just a dream and so are you
Nothing lasting, nothing true
Nothing lasting, nothing true
Nothing lasting, nothing true
There's always that one dream to scratch
Always that last bus to catch
So we head back home again to be safe and sound