The red and orange leaves Remind me of a time Where there was a simple breeze.
And she seemed so at peace, And her long strands of hair remind Me of the red and orange leaves.
He offered me wine and cheese, And I could not accept, for it was a crime Where there was a simple breeze.
And he cried, and his please Ring in my ear, βSend mine Love to the red and orange leaves.β
Somewhere in the trees, I can hear her cries Where there was a simple breeze.
Regret burns in me, for it sees Unrequited love die in time Of the falling red and orange leaves And the stillness where there was once was a simple breeze.