Sweet Summer Song

When the leaves fell in autumn, and scattered the ground 

They colored the grass in their reds and their browns 

While the sun still shone brightly, through the chill of the air

The trees standing barren, striped naked and bare 

And the birds sang no more in the silence of day 

They had joined the migration, and flown far away

It was then that i missed them, as something felt wrong 

For what is this life without the sweetest of song? 

What is this life without the sweetest of song?

When the rain began falling from clouds in the sky 

A teardrop of sadness escaped from my eye

I listened... but nothing, was all i could hear

I looked up above but the sky was still clear

The birds sang no more in the silence of day 

They had joined the migration, and flown far away

It was then that i missed them, as something felt wrong 

For what is this life without the sweetest of song? 

What is this life without the sweetest of song? 

The wind came a-calling and whistled out loud 

It blew out the rain and removed every cloud 

But the skies remained empty, there was nothing at all

No orchestra played from the creatures so small

'Fore the birds sang no more in the silence of day 

They had joined the migration, and had flown far away

It was then that i missed them, as something felt wrong 

For what is this life without the sweetest of song? 

What is this life without the sweetest of song? 

Now the winter draws near, with its blanket of cold

Another year ends with another year old 

As i wait for the songs that this heart of mine yearns

I long for the spring when the singing returns 

When the birds sing their songs in the warmth of the day 

Back home from the place, where they flew far away

That time when i missed them, when something felt wrong 

For what is this life without their sweet summer song? 

What is this life without their sweet summer song?