Autumn Tree

Under the autumn tree
 The chair where you would swing
 A yard so full of leaves
 Hum the song that comforts me
 A man that resembles me
 Watching his young lady sleep
 Now i'm off to dream
 It's the only ease that comforts me
 Is this my old shape, my mind is away,
 How long have you been gone
 The cold winter aged the soft of your face
 And i cant move on
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 Market morning sun
 Fish from an early hunt
 I wait but you're gone
 Mind tells the heart to linger on
 Is this my old shape, my mind is away,
 How long have you been gone
 The cold winter aged the soft of your face
 And i cant move on
 Linger on
 Linger on
 I cant move on