Autumn Storm

He seemed tired, out of strength
Seemed so far from who he had been
All my fears out of hand
All the flowers that I couldn't bring

How can I make it on my own?
Without the one that could carry me home?

As dawn began to break
And our hearts just lost the race
A storm drift in from and outside
When his eyes set for a goodbye

Birds got quiet, hid in trees
Even though men got haunted by tears
World got hammered, turned to stone
With Autumn wind blows
Came thundering down

How can I make it on my own?
Without the one that could carry me home?