Lyrics

Whistling

Closing up the shutters
Suitcase in the car
Taking one last look around
What’s here will soon be far
Snapping one more photo
Of the bridge over the pond
Autumn chill is in the air
It’s time for moving on.

CHORUS:
And the wind in the trees
Makes the red and gold leaves wave goodbye.
They whisper sweet nothings
I watch as they flutter and fly.
And I never can shake it
Though year after year I still try
The breath-taking beauty of autumn
Makes me want to cry.

Heading to the airport
Following the sun
Home to California
Seems we’re always on the run.
Still my heart would stay here longer
Though I’m shivering like a leaf
It’s the siren song of Autumn--
That old love song of a thief.

Whistling outro

And the wind in the trees
Makes the red and gold leaves wave goodbye.