Remember back to the autmun days, Those autumn nights, up to our old ways, Remember the girl standing there, Her face so pale and hair so fair, Her eyes so cold like the snow on a mountain top, Her face so long you'd think it would never stop. You said you wanted to know why she tried, But lied, And cried, I said she said she would know. She asked me what happened to you on the 10th, I told her you got too high and almost fell to your death, But you didn't feel the pain, so you took some more, You came to my house and knocked on my door, All I said was "go home", and you were on your way, But at the moment, there was so much more to say. She asked me why I said it, Why you did it, And if I tried it, So I said, oh I said you would know. I was sick that night with a cough, and a cold, I dreamt of the medevial times and other days of old, You never came to see me, neither did she, I wondered what you were doing there without me, On my death bed, you told me what you did with her, And I said that I really didn't care. You told me you didn't mean no harm, During the storm, On the farm, But I said, yes I said, I already knew.
