Tell Me Something New

I'm waiting to be leaving

Out of woods into air

Forward on an open road

Empty all my cares

Of the world I know little

Tell me something new

I caught a storm

To make it home to you

Many turning years have gone

They all seem like one

Left to hide from haunting time

Rapping on his drum

All the falling leaves appear

Twirling in the wind

Floating down to rest a while

And I keep wondering