I miss the way the leaves used to fall
When summer was slowly turning into fall
I miss the colored tress
And the late summer breeze
I miss the sunsets of September
And the memories I will always remember
I miss his smell
And the way his chest felt
I miss staying up all night
And getting into pointless fights
I miss the green grass
That slowly turned yellow

But I do kinda like the snow
And the way it glitters and glows
I like the warm fires
And the white telephone wires
I like the peaceful sound
Of no one around
And I love the way you smile
When I haven’t seen you in a while
But still I…

Miss the way the leaves would fall
When summer was slowly turning into fall