Autumn comes fast to Waimairi school
No more hats or swimming pools
But a gardener makes the most of the sunny Autumn day,
as a chainsaw roars somewhere far away
And my feet slide through the scattered leaves
And the temperature drops and I want long sleeves
And people are playing in the leaves
And people are staying inside
trying their best to hide.
Autumn comes fast to Waimairi schoolNo more hats or swimming pools.