A leaf fell down beside me,
So I looked up to see,
The leaves are turning yellow
on your tree.
Pretty soon
They'll all be gone,
But they'll be back in time.
That's more than I can say for you
'Cause you're no longer
mine.

Unfiltered sun will soon pierce
through your window.
The morning will announce itself
on my floor:
The floor we used to play games on;
The floor that we had laughed on;
The floor that I cried on
when you left me.

A leaf fell down beside me,
So I looked up to see,
The tree that was no longer
your tree.
Pretty soon its beauty
Will surpass yours in my mind.
I'll point it out to someone
I have yet to find.

I will watch it moving
out my window.
Reminding me that we
are still alive.
And someone else will notice
The flowers in The Spring.
The ones you'll never see again
In your entire life.