Watching and waiting as the, leaves fall, There's a beauty in the dusk of the year. The golden light that bathes the sky and illuminates home, Brings a gentle vale of warmth as we go. Holding, onto every promise you've made, Knowing, the seed that has been planted will need, More than, just a few sweet moments to be seen. Nights are drawing longer as the days pass, And we're wrapping up to deal with the cold. The lights come on and pierce the dark and bring hope to the lost, Speak a truth first told in days of old. Holding, onto every promise you've made, Knowing, the seed that has been planted will need, More than, just a few sweet moments to bear fruit. Cos impatience is a thief, Dealing joy under the table! Keeping eyes off the truth and onto any other thing. My friend don't you be hustled! (Don't) forget how rich you've been made to this day. Holding, onto every promise you've made, Knowing, the seed that has been planted will need, More than, just a few sweet moments to bring life. Bridge Holding on, to your promises to this day. Not always easy to go on, but it won't always be this way.