There's No You (Louis Armstrong Meets Oscar Peterson) - Louis Armstrong, Oscar Peterson

I feel the autumn breeze

It steals 'cross my pillow

As soft as a will-o'-the-wisp

And in its song there is sadness

Because there’s no you

The lonely autumn trees

How softly they’re sighing

For summer is dying

They know that in my heart

There’s no gladness

Because there’s no you

The park that we walked in

The garden we talked in

How lonely they seem in the fall

The stormy clouds hover

And falling leaves cover

Our favorite nook in the wall

In spring we’ll meet again

We’ll kiss and recapture

The summertime rapture we knew

And from that day

Never more will I say there’s no you