Am I real? Am I a dream? Am I borrowed? Am I blue? Is it just the dust of leaving you settling?
Am I fair? Am I strong? Am I there? Do I belong? Is it only skin I touch when I reach for you?
Oh, the leaves they fall, they go so far sometimes. Do I blame the wind or the tree for letting you go? Or do I wave goodbye, setting?
Do I stay? Do I fight? Is it wrong and nothing's right? Or is it just the closet light I've offered you?
Oh the leaves they fall, they go so far sometimes. Do I blame the wind or the tree that let you go? Or do I wave goodbye, settling?
So many times I needed you to be strong to me. But you bend beneath the slightest breeze. You have no leaves, no leaves, no leaves...
Settling. Am I fair? Am I strong? Do I stay? Do I fight? Is it just the closet light? Is it only skin I touch, or is it just the dust settling? Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.