All the leaves are turning yellow, red and brown

Soon they'll be scattered as they tumble down

Although they may be swept up so invitingly

I never did what I was told

I trampled though the amber and the burnished gold

But now... I clearly see how cruel the young can be

You can convince yourself of anything

If you wish both hard and long

And I believed that life was wonderful

Right up to the moment when love went wrong

I gaze up at the tree-tops and laugh

I need somebody to shake me loose

I want to know what happens next

'Til I don't care at all

There I go

Beginning to fall