Your many leaves are still too weak

To withstand storm and cold

When they are ready to get closer to black

Losing all of the green that was firstborn under

Mm

Ooh

Ooh

Ooh

Ooh

I have no choice but to embrace them who turned to black

And show my back to you who are naked

Did you look into them?

Did you look into them?

Did you look into them?

Did you look into them?

Mm

Ooh

Ooh

Did you look into them?

Did you look into them?

Mm