people are drifting away like leaves in the fall br unjust that this summer should be so tear filled br the season of blazing heat is meant to be filled with joy br with passion and carefree living br but never now br not today br will i see a bright sunny afternoon br those who leave tell me to be happy br but how can I when they are the ones who bring joy to my world? br I'll try my best just for them br just as I always do br for they are the ones i care about most br i'll do it if they ask me to.