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Letras: Janelle Loes. Other. Seasons.


If I told you everything that I know you don't want to here
Would you tell me everything that I dread?
You'll push everyone out of your way
You'll put everything at stake
Only to get ahead

And we'll lose our leaves
Like the autumn trees
As the summer heat starts to fade
And we'll change like the seasons
As we lose all our reasons
To stay this way

If I told you everything that's been on my mind
Would you consider my whole life one of crime?
Would you tilt your head to the ceiling?
And take all the credit for everything I've done right

And we'll lose our leaves
Like the autumn trees
As the summer heat starts to fade
And we'll change like the seasons
As we lose all our reasons
To stay this way

And the frost bitten winter will be biting at our skin
And we'll become numb to each other for a while
But when the sun breaks through the cold and our stories unfold
Our contradictions will come to light

And we'll lose our leaves
Like the autumn trees
As the summer heat starts to fade
And we'll change like the seasons
As we lose all our reasons
To stay this way

(Thanks to santa for these lyrics)
Janelle Loes