Sitting here alone under cinnamon trees

Listening to the silence

Drawn to long the tea

I'm writing in a postcard

A sentence from my diary

The road is long and winding

Leaving us behind

I see the world with different eyes

Might be that i'm a little blind

Travel with a one way ticket

And a pocket full of sand

Turning back the counter to zero

Breaking up i'm leaving home

Tables turning

Leaves are falling

Autumn came too suddenly

Whispers in the bower

Grapes of wine

You and i had this drift we went along

We were lovers at the best of times

Holding back just too afraid to lose

But the vibe was just too strong

Turning back the counter to zero

Breaking up i'm leaving home

Tables turning

Leaves are falling

Autumn came too suddenly

Whispers in the bower

Grapes of wine

Tables turning

Wheels are spinning

Taking you away from me

We were lovers at the best of times

So i worry about tomorrow

I will make it anyway

Growing stronger a little bit

From day to day

Tables turning

Leaves are falling

Autumn came too suddenly

Whispers in the bower

Grapes of wine

Tables turning

Wheels are spinning

Taking you away from me

We were lovers at the best of times

(Hear me calling you)

Hear me calling you

Oh, yeah, yeah

We were lovers

(Hear me calling you)

At the best of times

Oh, baby

Baby i'm calling you

Woah, oh, oh