She dropped one stocking on the stairs But the kettle it was cold Her car just wasn't there Her PD James had not been read Still down beside her bed My hands were looking old She left a letter in the hall She was leaving after all There was nothing I could say There'll be time enough for Winter in the Wintertime Watch the flowers from your window in the Spring There'll be sky enough for sunshine in the Summertime But for now Autumn's the only song to sing Ground coffee on the shelf Said that I should help myself And money for the phone She even swept the kitchen floor The key behind the door Hanging there alone They were up all night, little fights Never wrongs and always rights "Don't do this" is "Can't do that" At every single turn When I felt a little better Maybe in the warmer weather I could send her cases on If I tried to keep in touch That might just prove a little much We'd be better on our own There'll be time enough for Winter in the Wintertime Watch the flowers from your window in the Spring There'll be sky enough for sunshine in the Summertime But for now Autumn's the only song to sing For now Autumn's the only song to sing