Leaves - Winterbourne

I do believe

Luck falls from the trees

It has fallen to me

As the wind brings its leaves

And with the water at my knees

I could feel you next to me

And that’s how it is

Everytime our lips meet

And I will believe

All that I see

But what if my eyes

Only decieve

And they do not know

The hope within me

Well it’s how it is

Not how it should be

'Cause lovers and leavers

Are all or they’re neither sometimes

And followers follow and givers will give up their lives

And we all break promises

And promises will break what we find

Oh, but it’s how it is

Not how it should be

Distance I love, distance I hate

I know that this heart

Will make it’s mistakes

And I know that this happiness

Has come too late

But I do not know

What I can say

Oh, winter will come

And I’ll remain

Here

Well lovers and leavers

Are all or they’re neither sometimes

Oh, followers follow and givers will give up their lives

We all break promises

And promises will break what we find

Oh, but it’s how it is

Not how it should be

Oh, that’s how it is

Everytime our lips meet

And they won’t anymore

Well, not like this

And if you’re sure

I guess I’m glad they did