Lyrics:

1988
Skip Ewing, Max D. Barnes

Back here the leaves are turnin'
Only just like you
But their change is full of color
And it's anything but blue

I thought that I'd stop living
Without you here to hold
But I'm just not that lonesome
And autumn's not that cold

That summer sun was setting
When you set your sights to leave
And I braced myself believin'
It would bring me to my knees

Oh, but here it is October
And all the leaves are turning gold
Each night's a little colder
But autumn's not that cold

I know that before too long
I'll feel the chill that winter brings
But by then I'll just be lookin' forward to
Another spring

I'm almost feelin' guilty
That the hurt's not taken hold
Guess I'm just not that lonesome
And autumn's not that cold