Leaves are falling,
and something's calling me here.
The state of depression
That I'm walking in, got
the impression that I won't
stay here long
I know I am like this, but
still I don't know what to do.
The sky is darkening, I can
feel it in the air. My heart is sinking.
I know winter's on its way
I know I am like this,
but still I dont know what to do.
I know Iam like this. Oh sister,
show me what to do
I know there's a way to get this
When will I know if there's a way for me?
I want to lie in the sand and have
the sun shine on me.
Is that way too much to ask?