Autumn Tree
I am an autumn tree,
Bracing for the heartless winter,
Maybe it will set me free,
Or make me forever wither.
All my leaves of hopes,
And the bondages of love,
With the winter they cease and stops,
And I shall hibernate in...
Bracing for the heartless winter,
Maybe it will set me free,
Or make me forever wither.
All my leaves of hopes,
And the bondages of love,
With the winter they cease and stops,
And I shall hibernate in...