[spoken words] How we doing Chicago? [crowd cheers] (Verse 1) The sun starts to sit a little lower in the sky Golden light on the windowpane as the breeze drifts byyyyyyyyyyyy A little chill in the morning air, a whisper on the wind Sayin' summer's almost over, a brand new day begins (Chorus) [crowd singing along] Oh, the season's changin', leaves are turnin' rust and gold (gold) Another story starting, a brand new tale unfolds The air is fresh and crisp, a blanket on the ground Of crimsons, oranges, and yellows fallin' all around (All around, all around) (Verse 2) Kids are back in class, the yellow buses rollin' past Days get shorter, nights are longer, time seems to go so fast There's the smell of cinnamon and firewood on the breeze The squirrels are gatherin' acorns down among the trees (Chorus) [crowd joins in] Oh, the season's changin', leaves are turnin' rust and gold Another story starting, a brand new tale unfolds The air is fresh and crisp, a blanket on the ground Of crimsons, oranges, and yellows fallin' all around (Fallin' down, fallin' down) (Verse 3) I pull my favorite sweater out, a warm and cozy feelin' It’s the time of year when magic is revealed and realin' You can feel the promise of a quiet restin' time Of pumpkins on the porches, hear the chapel bell chime (chapel bell chime) (Chorus) [exploding with energy] Oh, the season's changin', leaves are turnin' rust and goldddddddd Another story starting, a brand new tale unfolds The air is fresh and crisp, a blanket on the ground Of crimsons, oranges, and yellows fallin' all around (All arouuuuuuuuund) [spoken words] thank you Chicago!
