Late September, spiders spinning harvest moon sky of blue
I am walking alone and thinking of the years I walked with you
Leaves of orange, red and yellow morning sun shines on the dew
Birds of summer, soaring southward, passing through, passing through
Where are you now, where are you now, where are you now

Longer shadows, shorter evenings, painted lady butterflies
Ironweed swaying, purple petals, the sting of tears behind my eyes
Where are you now, where are you now, where are you now

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Writer(s): Ben Glover, Mary Gauthier