A sunny blustery day As Autumn is Fall is Woe It's my recollection Of all the things we were I loved the things that we did Loved the things we said we'd do You and I and all the grand times... You ought to know all too well The way we laughed The way we cried And smiled through the years We seldom knew who we were But we wanted to be everything It's in our wayward ways That set us apart from everyone else... You ought to know all too well The way we wept and said goodbye