Ian Gillan - Always The Traveller lyrics

It's late in the season Leaves are falling down Autumn shades Of red and brown I heard you were leaving Mind if I go along I could hold your hand And sing you a song Always the traveller Adrift in the wind There's something about you That's drawing me in Maybe we'll make it Through to next year Go our own ways And I'll meet you back here Always the traveller Adrift in the wind There's something about you That's drawing me in Could I ever forget you Not for a while I'll be tasting your sweet, sweet lips Mile after mile