When an early autumn walks the land and cools the breeze
And touches the summer trees with his hand,
Maybe you will understand what memories I have.
There’s a dance pavilion in the rain, all closed,
A winding country lane all rust brown,
A frozen window shows me a city that has become lonely.
That our spring that began with an April heart,
it seemed made for a boy and a girl.
I never dreamed, you did, any autumn would come in sight
So soon, soon.
Dear, if you care, please let me know,
I will meet you everywhere, I miss you so much.
We must never share another early autumn.
Composers: Ralph Burns, Woody Herman
Lyricists: Johnny Mercer, Mimi Perrin