When the leaves fall and die

And the light is confined

You see beauty with eyes so blind

Still it stays doomed as do I

I lost my way and lost my guide

Why does my fate seem foretold?

Is it your words that are cold

or does the chill dwell inside?

I'm breaking apart and you are to blame

But I'm held together by you as well

Hopeless I'm trying to break this curse.

Holding on is like hell

Letting go even worse

In the end it is death all the same.