Don’t cry over the
Autumn leaf.
Don’t be afraid to
Believe.
The bud of the rose
Always dies
And the autumn leaves
Never cry.
Never seen again
But not gone,
Their sounds muted now
Like the dawn.
Hold tight, don’t cry
Keep the tears back
Emotions betray
What you lack.
The glint in your eye
That one light
That shines though the death
And the night
Keeps the autumn leaves
From dying
From becoming a
Simple lie.
When they turn to snow
You will leave
Me and my sadness
I believe.