Beauty is a passing fancy
That can never last a life time.
So just like the trees of Autumn,
You will leave.
It's easy to love a pretty face
And forget about it tomorrow
But when you fall in love With a mind,
Your entire soul will grieve.
Feelings are never made equally,
I love your mind, you loved my body,
So just like the trees of Autumn,
You will leave.
Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 1:44 PM UTC
Beauty is a passing fancy
That can never last a life time.
So just like the trees of Autumn,
You will leave.
It's easy to love a pretty face
And forget about it tomorrow
But when you fall in love With a mind,
Your entire soul will grieve.
Feelings are never made equally,
I love your mind, you loved my body,
So just like the trees of Autumn,
You will leave.
