The first falling leaf of October...looked at me like it knewi sat alone on that park bench all summer feeling watched till i lost reason, i forgot why i was there.
tried so hard to hold myself from confessing to the season..i've been told its not so good with secrets.
the first falling leaf of October...whispered to me it knew
at this time of year nothing stays the same, a very seasonal month October is, i gaze at it and loose all reason, i can sense the presence of September and November...yet i cant remember who i am.
the first falling leaf of October...knew me like no one else does
seasons come and seasons go, seasons listen and seasons talk
i sat alone on that park bench all summer feeling watched till i lost reason, but i wasn't completely alone as i could feel im sitting between September and November, i wait and wait but October never came this season to bring me back my reason.
The first falling leaf of October...if only it didn't know
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