Turn Around Autumn

When something is expected to return.. will it?

So you've left us have you?
Replaced with an old face again
Begotten not feared will become of you
Let the yearly tide begin

So you've established this rythyme
Time and time before
Forgotten not cured is in place
To find out whats in store

So you've returned have you?
Thought it's be just fine
To vacant the vancacy
And let this place be mine