Picked you out
Heard your name
Told you mine
Seen someone
Frames
And we're made of paint
Color smeared
Across the page
Come here
And we swirl and dance
With the falling leaves
Disguise ourselves
In the orange, red, yellow, autumn breeze
Can you see?
I hope we dry slowly
All we need
All these leaves
Like two trees
We don't speak
But I can tell you
That I love you
All we need
All these leaves
Like two trees
We don't speak
I can tell you
That I love you

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN