Autumn Is Your Last Chance

I walk through the heather
Underneath the sky
The leaves have never looked as good as now
They're going to die
But I know why
I smile in the heather
Where we used to stroll
The dew on the cobwebs
Shines like gold
But I don't care
If it shines all year

'Cause you're not there and I don't care and you're not there