Fall to Winter
[Central Park, NYC, NY]
Sure, when it’s autumn
Wind always wants to
Creep up and haunt you
Whistlin’ it’s got you
With its heartache, with its sorrow
Winter wind sings and it cries.
Cause you know,
I don’t do sadness
Not even a little bit.
Just don’t need it in my life
Don’t want any part of it.
I don’t do sadness,
Hey I’ve done my time
Looking back on it all
Then it blows my mind.
I don’t do sadness
So been there,
Don’t do sadness
Just don’t care.







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