The leaves are falling, dead on the ground.
Stay forever, or leave me now.
I will not end up like the leaves in the fall,
That without my tree, I'd be nothing at all,
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Leave
The leaves are falling, dead on the ground.
Stay forever, or leave me now.
I will not end up like the leaves in the fall,
That without my tree, I'd be nothing at all,
Don't make me change colors, than push me away,
I will not let you believe that that's okay.
So don't let me rely on the strength of your roots,
If by winter, I'll be on the ground too.