Leaves fallin' like colored dreams br of red and grey, oranges and yellows, br where greens are fadin' like feelings that mellows br sitting on that lonesome bench in realms br waitin' and watchin' the changin' of leaves br of the shimmering sun which lit the meadows... br br Crisp of these fallen leaves br are crashin' and crumplin' at her feet, br thoughts of fading dreams, like fallin' leaves. br Glimpse of acceptance and letting go, br her face is full of hopes, one leaf will remain br that will listen at the last dream she wants to claim.