Lyrics
Is it the fever
Is it the love I leave with her when she’s the leaver
Is fall the falling of the leaves or do they give up
Do trees give up using the backdoor
Find that love’s the willingness to die
Autumn leaves will never satisfy
What doesn’t leave is always left behind
Grass is green and this beat is tight
She is the river
Timeless beauty drowning gently what you give her
You float from shallow into deep — she’s sending shivers
Down your spine — out of your mind
You see that love’s the willingness to die
Autumn leaves would never satisfy
What doesn’t leave was always left behind
Grass is green and this beat is tight
Was it the fever
Was it love I left with her when she’s the leaver
Was fall the falling of the leaves or did they give up
Did they give up using the backdoor