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Beck here the leaves are turningOn me just like youChange is full of colorAnd it's anything but blueI thought that I'd stop livingWithout you here to holdBut I'm just not that lonesomeAnd autumn's not that coldThat summer sun was settingWhen you set your sights to leaveAnd I braced myself believingIt would bring me to my kneesOh,but here it is OctoberOh the leaves are turning goldEach night a little bluerBut autumns not that coldI know before too longI'll feel the chill that winter bringsBut by then I'll just be lookingForward to another SpringI'm almost feel guiltyThat the hurts not taking holdGuess I'm just not that lonesomeAnd autumns not that cold From Letras Mania