Everywhere leaves fall to the ground
There is a cool breeze going in one direction
When all the leaves fall the weight of the leaves turn to pounds
Sometimes the leaves fly uncontrollably into a different position
Leaves going round and round
your vision, your voice
Everywhere leaves fall to the ground
There is a cool breeze going in one direction
When all the leaves fall the weight of the leaves turn to pounds
Sometimes the leaves fly uncontrollably into a different position
Leaves going round and round