In the fall we burn the leaves
That had started in her garden
Before it moved to her head
My mom is asking where I hid the knives
What do you want them for?
The answer is in her eyes
I don't want her to hurt anymore
Sun shines through the empty trees
While this old and little bird sings "would you care for me?"
And always asking where I've hid the knives
Well I know what you want them for
Your ghost would break my heart
And I don't want her to hurt anymore
I don't want her to hurt anymore
That had started in her garden
Before it moved to her head
My mom is asking where I hid the knives
What do you want them for?
The answer is in her eyes
I don't want her to hurt anymore
Sun shines through the empty trees
While this old and little bird sings "would you care for me?"
And always asking where I've hid the knives
Well I know what you want them for
Your ghost would break my heart
And I don't want her to hurt anymore
I don't want her to hurt anymore
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