Let's bring the setting back to life
I revisited once or twice
But who's really counting
The borderline of autumn
The onset of our equinox
Along Fern Cliff where we'd take our walks
A lot has changed since then
Winter was cold but I'll pretend
That changing clocks are a good distraction
A quick head rush at night makes mornings tough
It's worth it but never seems enough
It never seems enough
The setting now seems blurred
I still revisit from time to time
I lost count no reason to try
Forgot what the warmth felt like
Maybe next time I'll do thing right
Maybe next time I'll do things right