Fall nostalgia on my mind. Summer lost my track of time. Now, all I’ve got is honey on my mind.
Now, I’ve been burned maybe once or twice, But I’ll be damned if it don’t sound nice ‘Cause all I’ve got it is fire in my eyes.
Fall nostalgia follows me. Fall for you till Spring.
Let them fall, Twirling toward the ground. Let my soul Tumble and twist around. ‘Til your fingers Find mine safe And sound.
Children play In the light of day. They can’t see We’ll fly away. Where we’ll be, I can’t say. Just follow me Into the fray. If you leave, I won’t stay, So would you please Hold my feet At bay?
Smoking cinders left me bare. Softer fingers pull my hair, But I’ll return with one more burning flare.
Thorns have gnawed my clothes to threads. Wishful thinking’s left me dead While the flower’s rotting on my bed.
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