autumn is your last chance - hitchcock robyn lyrics

i walk through the heather
underneath the sky
the leaves have never looked as good
as now they’re going to die
but i know why
i smile in the heather
where we used to stroll
the dew on the cobwebs
shines like gold
but i don’t care
if it shines all year
’cause you’re not there and
i don’t care and
you’re not there