there's a leaf in the sky and it's floating on by a new season dawns but something is gone there are days in the past and days waiting for me i don't need a visionary in order to see you can do what you want to me 'cuz i don't have the energy to retreat or hold ground or barely to stand but i feel the sting from fate's cruel hand like a bond true and pure we're never quite sure our choice in the play as it erodes away when you can't compete it ends with total defeat you just let it go so nobody knows you're suffering you can do what you want to me 'cuz i don't have the energy to retreat or hold ground or barely to stand but i feel the sting from fate's cruel hand when you're not looking it takes from you
