Autumn's Last Kiss

Well I guess the sun has gone down, and now I'm all alone.
It's funny how the tears of a clown can make you feel at home.
The years go by, I wonder why, you are not here with me.
I want to cry, I want to die, it's you I want to see.

Heaven knows which way it goes, but how does that help me now.
While I'm standing here, feeling queer, amongst all these holy cows.
Just one kiss and I won't miss all those years gone by.
Just one kiss and all remiss will have washed away with time.

Here I stand, head in hands, while tears ski down my cheeks.
Penitent man, forever damned, to dance naked with the freaks.
The heart is fond of holding on, but it's time I finally make way.
The mind it weaves in riddled speak, persuading me to stay.

And now the fall has beguiled us all, with its seductive deadly grin.
The leaves float down, like broken crowns, memories of summer sin.
Like unwanted birds, now housecat turds, they are left to fend on the ground.
With their immature wings, nature brings, the end to their lovely sound.

And with that sight, from heaven's light, I realize what I must do.
From that thought, and all it has brought, I'm now endebted to you.
I must spread and fly, no longer cry, and get over what I miss.
Cause when winter comes, she will not hum, of Autumn's last kiss.