Sunlight hits slow.

An ethereal light shadows your face.

The leaves are falling,

And they look good on you.

As if I could ever forget,

The summer rain that falls.

The leaves are dancing,

The dimming light paints shadows on our toes,

They look good on you.

And the leaves are falling slow, slow,

Just for you.

They really do look good on you.

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