Why do you haunt me this Autumn night?
Taking my thoughts, blinding my sight?
The day I spent with you has long since died…
I spoke to you softly, but you refused me.
I showed you the truth, but you would not see.
The voices that shelter you condemned you to me.
They said you were weak; they called you naïve.
I said they were wrong; you proved they were right.
So why do you now haunt me this night?
Taking my thoughts and blinding my sight?
The day I spent with you has long since died.