All the leaves have fallen off,

All the branches are small.

The sky helps me stall,

Waiting to wish upon a star.


What color is the sky painted?

The color of your emotion is faded.

The bonfire is created,

The wind has your face painted.


Close your eyes,

Maybe we're falling.

Or is the wind just stalling?

The rain was falling as if I were bawling.


Tell me the color of your emotion.

Tell me if the rain is your devotion.

Is the bonfire burning,

Or am I only yearning?


Cause maybe i'm just falling,

Listening to your calling.

You're like a bonfire,

Unmatching with a wildfire.


So let me listen to your calling,

In the rain as if I were falling.

The bonfire is slowly fading,

Allow me to test what we created.