Days of Green and Blue

I guess I thought they'd never end-- Our days of green and blue, When every crystal dawning Was something fresh and new. We loved and laughed the time away, Two kindred spirits, we. I guess I never thought, back then, That summer's end could be. But no season lasts forever; The autumn leaves must fall. And kindred spirits say goodbye, When evening shadows fall. And now, as I experience These days of brown and gray, My lonely spirit's longing for The one who flew away.