I want to spend an autumn with you baby,
Cause God knows the

leaves will start to fall,
And the world will fill with gray and grief and bury,
And start to shake what little hope we had at all.

But if you let me hold you tight,
I'll make my arms a sacrifice,
And try to shield you from the sting.
And it might not be the warmest,
But it will be the most in love we've ever been.