Lyrics:

On a summer day you can hear her call
But in a funny way she reminds you of the fall
On a summer day you can hear her call
But in a funny way she reminds you of the fall

Through the fields and the streams
And the lakes and the trees
And the grass and the logs run all my dogs
And I am home again

In the autumn air you can see her smile
But in a funny way, she reminds you of a child
In the autumn air you feel her soul unfold
And in a funny way, you feel your own explode

Through the fields and the streams
And the lakes and the trees
And the grass and the logs run all my dogs
And I am home again

Ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh

On a winter day, you can hear her call
But in a funny way when the snow begins to fall
On a winter day, you can hear her call
And in a funny way, you love her even more

Through the fields and the streams
And the lakes and the trees
And the grass and the logs run all my dogs
And I am home again
Through the fields and the streams
And the lakes and the trees
And the grass and the logs run all my dogs
And I am home again

On a summer day you can hear her call
But in a funny way she reminds you of the fall
On a summer day you can hear her call
But in a funny way she reminds you of the fall