On the way home from london
Eight weeks on tonight still
But all the other winter's i spent
She lived in a house
Where mission street bends
She slept in a room
Where i didn't feel welcome
Leaves are turning brown
All over the ground
Leaves make like paper
Make like paper sounds
Way back, back then
I considered you my best friend
But the last time i saw you
I knew i'd never see you again
You lived in a place
Off the chamblee-dunwoody way
I took up his space
When they took your father away
Leaves are turning round
All over the ground
Leaves make like paper
Make like paper sounds
Halloween in new york On the way home from london Eight weeks on tonight still But all the other winter's i spent She lived in a house Where mission street bends She slept in a room Where i didn't feel welcome Leaves are turning brown All over the ground Leaves make like paper Make like paper sounds Way back, back then I considered you my best friend But the last time i saw you I knew i'd never see you again You lived in a place Off the chamblee-dunwoody way I took up his space When they took your father away Leaves are turning round All over the ground Leaves make like paper Make like paper sounds Explain Request ×
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