Leave me in the past, leave me, I just want to be where I belong
Leave me in the woods, in the forest amongst the noble trees and sturdy grounds,

Leave me with the leaf that shuffles with the wind and hisses with the breeze,
Leave me in the cornfields, under the golden God that makes me feel different about myself.

Leave me when orange surpasses the green when yellow becomes so seen.

I want to be left alone with my simplicity and spontaneity,
I want to be left there away from the lights, gasps, and whispers …
I want to return to my old self, to when innocence controlled my words and smiles never left my face.

Leave me there, oh time and I’ll be just fine.