'Neath the trees gold and red,
In that bright autumn weather,
When our white sails were spread,
O'er the waters we sped—
What was it she said?
When we drifted together!
'Neath the trees gold and red,
In that bright autumn weather!
THE HAVEN.
'Neath the trees gold and red,
In that bright autumn weather,
When our white sails were spread,
O'er the waters we sped—
What was it she said?
When we drifted together!
'Neath the trees gold and red,
In that bright autumn weather!
THE HAVEN.