As the leaves begin to fall in this autumn afternoon, I find myself standing alone in the street, looking at the colour changing trees. The sky above hides a mistery, something concerning you and me. And now you're just a photograph and a bunch of ridiculous aspirations. And there's just alcohol in my veins so I'll wait for the rain. I would say that what you see is just a teaser of how great it could be, but i'm tired of this movie bullshit metaphores, so I'd just say come here baby and walk with me. This city could be magic in the spring and the kids ride bicycles from the hills to the beach, and the light through the sheets makes you feel so in peace. We'll feel so much stronger here. It's just november and I can even remembert he first time that I wrote you a song. Maybe I'm acting like a kid but I need to remember what it was like like to be in love. But at least we have the songs... This city could be magic in the spring and the kids ride bicycles from the hills to the beach, and the light through the sheets makes you feel so in peace. We'll feel so much stronger here, believe in me