In
January
when
the trees shiver
loss of leaves
loss of leaves
Their
best friends
they’ll
be back again
Feel
the feeling feeling thin
Where
is the sun hiding
its
getting colder
and
all that surrounds me are leaves
delicately
crafted to fit in
Alll
all all this time
I'm
waiting for you to stop hiding
Oh
where have you been
I
miss the colours you bring me
I
can't figure out if I feel the way I do
without
you
All
that you imagined comes too late
All
these little things that get delayed
all
because the lady loves to be laid
Looks
so pretty on the outside
when
your not hiding
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