Sitting here alone under cinnamon trees
Listening to the silence
Drawn to long the tea
I'm writing in a postcard
A sentence from my diary
The road is long and winding
Leaving us behind
I see the world with different eyes
Might be that I'm a little blind
Travel with a one way ticket
And a pocket full of sand

Turning back the counter to zero
Breaking up - I'm leaving home
Tables turning - Leaves are falling
Autumn came too suddenly
Whispers in the bower - Grapes of wine
You and I had this drift we went along
We were lovers at the best of times
Holding back just too afraid to lose
But the vibe was just too strong

Turning back the counter to zero
Breaking up - I'm leaving home
Tables turning - Leaves are falling
Autumn came too suddenly
Whispers in the bower - Grapes of wine
Tables turning - Wheels are spinning
Taking you away from me
We were lovers at the best of times

So I worry about tomorrow
I will make it anyway
Growing stronger a little bit
From day to day

Tables turning - Leaves are falling
Autumn came too suddenly
Whispers in the bower - Grapes of wine
Tables turning - Wheels are spinning
Taking you away from me
We were lovers at the best of times
Hear me calling you