About time I shared this again, and as part of my posting from previous October blogs, here it is:
Such a beautiful song, such a wonderful and seasonal lyric by Dennis Britt, Jaime Hanna and Alan Miller:
Leaves fall in the cool October air
Days grow short and I can’t remember, where I saw you last
Turned against the summer light
Walking off on that final August night, I was there on my knees all alone
In a world where nothing ever stays the same
I am left with only things I cannot change
You’ve gone away
And left me things I cannot change
Smoke will rise and the fire always burns
Sands will drift and tides will turn and I can’t wrestle with the sea
Rearrange the sky or fight against the wind
Anymore than I can bring you back to me
In a world where nothing ever stays the same
I am left with only things I cannot change
You’ve gone away
And left me things I cannot change
So far away and left me things I cannot change
Left me things I cannot change
Left me things I cannot change
Lois Elsden 