I've reached a point in my life, where the shadows grow long,
Memories whisper my name, in a melancholy song.
Loneliness wraps around me, like a cold, heavy shroud,
The truth hits me hard, it's a painful crowd.
Once filled with laughter, now echoes of silence,
Time it waits for no one, with a cruel, heartless violence.
Like the leaves of autumn, our souls fall to the ground,
They blow away softly, without making a sound.
We're left with the memories of how life used to be,
Longing for yesterday, that's where I wish to be.
But seasons will someday change, my friend, have no doubt,
The sun will shine again, and hope will come out.
I walk down these streets, where we used to roam,
But now they feel empty, this place is not home.
Thoughts of you linger like a ghost in the night,
And every smile I fake, hides the depth of my fight.
Time takes no prisoner, it just rushes by fast,
Leaving me to ponder on the shadow of the past.
Like the leaves of autumn, our souls fall to the ground,
They blow away softly, without making a sound.
We're left with the memories of how life used to be,
Longing for yesterday, that's where I wish to be.
But seasons will someday change, my friend, have no doubt,
The sun will shine again, and hope will come out.
Jesus, I ask you, to help me through today,
These thoughts that run in circles, they seem to lead me astray.
The storms of life come quickly, then those bright days fade away,
Leaving traces of sorrow, held tight in their sway.
Losing a loved one, it cuts like a knife,
Life's cruel lesson learned, as we search for new life.
Each season reminds us, that change is the rule,
Like the rivers that wander, I am lost in their pool.
Like the leaves of autumn, our souls fall to the ground,
They blow away softly, without making a sound.
We're left with the memories of how life used to be,
Longing for yesterday, that's where I wish to be.
But seasons will someday change, my friend, have no doubt,
The sun will shine again, and hope will come out.
So remember this journey, though heavy it seems,
The heartache will lessen, and we'll reclaim our dreams.
Seasons will someday change, with time's gentle hand,
We'll find our way back, to joy we can stand.