Lyrics

A perfect autumn morning, i think you know the kind
Every year you only get 'bout one or two
Clouds look just like cotton balls dancing in the sky
The sky almost never looks so blue

Geese begin their journey to the Southlands
Kinda wish that I could tag along
But it's far too soon for me to leave this garden
you can't go when you know where you belong

and the last rose of summer is reaching for the sun
the sunshine ain't quite warm yet but it's trying
The rose begins to serenade the shadows all around her
'don't ever let them tell you that you're dying

pumpkins are for sale along the highway
kids are picking apples, mama's making pie
I smile at their innocent confusion
when i tell them they're the apple of my eye

Rain showers are just around the corner
then will come the ice and then the snow
We'll sit by the fire and dream of mornings such as these
The things that you believe are stronger than the things you know

and the last rose of summer is reaching for the sun
the sunshine ain't quite warm yet but it's trying
The rose begins to serenade the shadows all around her
'don't ever let them tell you that you're dying

To everything there is a season
I read that in the good book recently
Everything made beautiful in its own time
I'll bet the last rose of summer would agree