The Leaves Are Gone
The leaves are gone
There's ice on the river
Hold my hand to your heart
And breathe together
We won't make a sound
As we part for the winter of my life
'Til it ends 'til this stos, and then...?
Love? We'll see while we're left to grieve
Love
Love
Love
Love
The leaves are gone
There's ice on the river
Hold my hand
And breathe
Writer/s: Secret Machines
