Vārdi: Six Pence None The Richer. Fatherless And The Widow. Falling Leaves.

standing in the middle of a forest basking in the
glorious autumn watching the leaves as they
change from green, from green to orange, yellow
and brown I'm falling down I'm falling down
my emotions are deceiving me blinding my eyes
from my nature robbing my quiet solitude of
tranquility of tranquility I'm falling down I'm falling

down
oh, let these falling leaves cover me let me sink
into the ground never to be found