It’s that time of year again where I go for walks
Once I walked by myself and that was alright
Now they remind me of you and me
Back in autumn last year.
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Today, the leaves are blown away
And so are the memories.
It’s that time of year again where I go for walks
Once I walked by myself and that was alright
Now they remind me of you and me
Back in autumn last year.
–
Today, the leaves are blown away
And so are the memories.