Autumn, the wind blows colder than summer…..
Autumn, my love's gone with another…..

I can't demand anything of myself now…..
So I guess I'll stay here in New England, for Autumn.
Buildings look tall and gray…..
Birds flying, haven't much to say…..

They all know that it's coming again…..
So I guess they'll stay here in New England, for Autumn,Autumn…..
Have you ever loved something, that you thought you knew?
Have you ever lost someone, who was close to you?
Well I lost my lover….. and my summer too…..
To Autumn, the wind blows colder than summer…..
Autumn, my love's gone with another…..

I can't demand anything of myself now…..
So I guess I'll stay here in New England, For Autumn,Autumn…..
AUTUMN……….