Tired Of Fall

I was on your porch in the middle of winter
I wanted to tell you something
But the winter cold
Froze them on my lips

I was in your house in the middle of spring
The weather hot, the flowers blooming
The words are coming
But never leaving

I was in the field with you in the middle of summer
I can’t wait any longer
I want to tell you how I feel
But I’m interrupted by the passing wind

I was walking down the street with you in the middle of fall
It’s now or never
I hold your hand
And tell you, I love you