It's not the wind that blows me in,
   I've been blown away once before.
   It's not the rain that brings the pain,
   I don't feel pain anymore.
   If I had seen it coming,
   Then I'd have done something,
   But hear the branches in the wind.
   All I can give you are the falling leaves.
   It got too late, I couldn't wait,
   At least not for you anymore.
   And now the moon shines on the dune,
   Where I walk alone on the shore.
   It's like an amputation,
   Since I lost you my friend.
   You hurt me like a missing limb.
   All I can give you are the falling leaves.