Spring time, spend some time
Turning over new leaves
With your footsteps
As you leave
Making my heart drift through the sky
And land on the grass.
As if you needed more to do
Leave me be
Come the Autumn, leaves turn red to brown.
Those leaves have fallen away
The wasted years spent alone in your room
Working for paper
Days we could have spent
Falling in love
Kicking up leaves
Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 8:34 PM UTC
Spring time, spend some time
Turning over new leaves
With your footsteps
As you leave
Making my heart drift through the sky
And land on the grass.
As if you needed more to do
Leave me be
Come the Autumn, leaves turn red to brown.
Those leaves have fallen away
The wasted years spent alone in your room
Working for paper
Days we could have spent
Falling in love
Kicking up leaves
