Do you still think of me?
Like you did back when?
When the evening's autumn breeze
Struck a note, short and sweet
Do you still hear my name?
Do you smile the same?
A certain glint in your eye
As the world passed us by
(Look at the falling leaves)
As they tell the story
Of our days of glory
Do you still feel my touch?
Or does it hurt too much?
When you long for one last wish
That we'd have just one more kiss
(Look at the falling leaves)
As they tell our story
Of our days of glory
Do you still think of me?
Was it that long ago?
Autumn air, cool and dry
Seasons change and days go by
Do you still think of me?