You're not lost, just because you didn't comb today
I see you here, yet your thoughts are drifting away ...
You rake the leaves, with your bare hands,
You try to see, where your future stands.
You're not lost, just because you need a break,
I see you smile, while trying to hide your heartache
You collect the dirt, under your fingernails,
As you walk barefoot and cover your trails.
I still see you, underneath the falling leaves,
I hear your voice say "thank you" and "please"
I see your true smile, glowing in your eyes,
You're the only reason, my soul survives.
