Текст B–Witched – Leaves

In winter, I fall at your feet
In summer, I blow where we meet
And you, oh you
You hold me up

It’s time for seasons to go
A reason, a reason to know
And you, oh you
You hold me up
Till like a leaf we fall
Onto the ground

In winter, I fall at your feet
In summer, I blow where we meet
And you, oh you
You hold me up
Till like a leaf we fall
Onto the ground

And you, oh you
You hold me up
Till like a leaf we fall
Onto the ground
Onto the ground
Onto the ground
Till like a leaf we fall
Onto the ground