Paul Samwell-Smith & Rosemary Simon

Ah Ah Aah Ah A A Ah 
How your restless hungry eyes 
Speak of cloudy summer skies 
The morning dew 
Turns into rain 
Lonely winds will blow my name 
Dying leaves are seasons gone 
Oozing life as they drift on 
To soon in life 
Return to earth 
Only they can know their worth 
Distant dreams of things to be 
Wandering thoughts that can't be free 
I feel my mind 
Turning away 
To the darkness of my day