Autumn Years

Picking up the pieces of my life I wonder why the hell I ever came here A man without a future left to face And nothing but a memory to embrace Holding on to threads of sanity Imagining the roads I could have taken It fills me with a deepening sense of shame And outside I can hear the pouring rain There is a place Where in my mind I escape And there I understand the way I feel And deep in this world of make-believe I will spend my autumn years with you Sitting in this grey and sunless world I try to come to terms with guilty feelings A man about to pay the final price And nothing but his breath to sacrifice There'll be a time When I'll be gone from your mind A fading ghost that soon will disappear And deep in my would of endless pain