Autumn -All My Faith Lost
The autumn comes with gentle rain
On dry and golden leaves
The last flower is breathing in vain
The weak light he receives
The sweet piano plays an air
Sedate and slow and sad
Your gentle f ingers mooving light
Play for the roses dead
Your eyes are closed and my eyes are on you
So beautiful and pale
The autumn comes and a gentle rain
F alls as a music veil Tweet