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Early in
the Autumn when the leaves are turning golden,
And the frost is on the pumpkin and a chill is in the
air,
I will think about the Springtime when I once again
will see you,
And you'll hold me to your bosom, or as close as you
will dare.
And I'll
dream about the passion we will share throughout the
Summer,
In the moonlight of the evenings on those warm and
sultry nights,
And as Summer turns to Autumn and the Autumn turns to
Winter,
You will hold me ever closer under dancing Northern
Lights.
In the
Autumn and the Winter, in the Spring and in the
Summer,
I will love you now and ever, all my love will be for
you,
For in Spring I learned to love you and in Summer
love did blossom,
In the Autumn it was strengthened, so in Winter I'd
be true.
by David Ronald Bruce Pekrul
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