Red and orange or red and yellow
In which of these do you believe?
If you're not sure right now, please, take a moment
I need your signature before you leave
When I sleep I'm usually dreaming
Though more and more it's only one
Where every hired gun I've ever fired
Is making love to you while I look on
All fallen leaves should curse their branches
For not letting them decide where they should fall
And not letting them refuse to fall at all
Digging up the root of my confusion
If no one planted it, then how does it grow
And why are some hell bent upon there being an answer
While some are quite content to answer I don't know
All fallen leaves should curse their branches
For not letting them decide where they should fall
And not letting them refuse to fall at all
