• There's an old house that was once a mansion
    On a hill overlooking the town
    And time has left her wreckage where once there was beauty
    And soon the old house will tumble down

    But when the leaves start to fall in autumn
    And the rain starts to drip through the trees
    There's an old, old man who walks through the garden
    And his head is bowed in memories

    They say he built the house because of a woman
    They planned to be married in the fall
    But her love withered with the last leaves of the summer
    And the house was left empty after all

    And his head is bowed in memories