When the leaves begin to fall
Will you still believe
Because somewhere deep inside
There's a symphony above the trees
From green to red and back again our colors change
And then one day we lose our grip
When the wind shifts and takes you along
Don't forget that you'll be picked up once you slip
When the leaves begin to fall
The colors begin to crumble and bleed
But remember that we will sing again
For the symphony is born by the seed
And by the symphony we will believe...
