There’s No You

THERE'S NO YOU. Writers Tom Adair, Hal Hopper. . I feel the autumn breeze, it steals cross my pillow, as soft as a will-o'-the-wisp And in its song there is sadness because there's no you The lonely autumn trees, how softly they're sighing For summer is dying they know That in my heart there's no gladness because there's no you The park that we walked in. the garden we talked in How lonesome they seem in the fall, the stormy clouds hover and falling leaves cover Our favorite nook in the wall, in spring we'll meet again, we'll kiss and recapture The summertime rapture we knew, And from that day never more will I say there's no you The stormy clouds hover and falling leaves cover our favorite nook in the wall In spring we'll meet again, we'll kiss and recapture, the summertime rapture we knew And from that day never more will I say there's no you Contributed by Larry Henares of the Philippines.