Fading Light

"Fading Light" (Verse 1) As the sun sinks low, painting skies in flame, I sit by the window and call out its name, Watching the warmth slowly fade to gray, With winter creeping closer every day. (Chorus) The sunsets fade, a little more each night, Colors swallowed up by the coming white. The days grow short, shadows lean and sway, And the cold wind whispers, "Winter's on its way." (Verse 2) The golden glow falls soft on the trees, While frost tiptoes in on an autumn breeze. The leaves give a shiver, a parting sigh, Caught in the chill of the darkening sky. (Chorus) The sunsets fade, a little more each night, Colors swallowed up by the coming white. The days grow short, shadows lean and sway, And the cold wind whispers, "Winter's on its way." (Bridge) Each twilight slips through my fingers like sand, The warmth slipping, like time's gentle hand. I bundle up tight, but I can't keep it here— The last bit of autumn's finally near. (Verse 3) So I’ll hold on close to the fading light, Watch each sunset drift slowly into night. For soon they'll be gone, hidden under snow, And I'll dream of sunsets till the springtime grows. (Chorus) The sunsets fade, a little more each night, Colors swallowed up by the coming white. The days grow short, shadows lean and sway, And the cold wind whispers, "Winter's on its way." (Outro) Oh, winter’s on its way, soft and slow, Burying sunsets under frost and snow. But I’ll hold these colors in memory bright— For the warmth of summer, and the fading light.