Fog hangs heavy over the bridges

Autumn light whispers through the streets

I am the woman who walks slowly

Breathing the morning that tastes like rain

Cars are shadows on wet skin

Your old sweater still keeps me warm

I count the steps until I see you

Between the bridges time stands still

We two in the fog, barely seen

Autumn holds us softly, yet tight enough

Until a new day plucks us apart

Boats are ghosts on the gray river

My heart draws circles in the cold haze

I carry your names through this day

Between the bridges time stands still

We two in the fog, barely seen

Autumn holds us softly, yet tight enough

Until a new day plucks us apart

When fog clears, your image stays here

Autumn runs out, but I arrive in myself at last