Lend me your ear while I call you a fool.
You were kissed by a witch one night in the wood,
And later insisted your feelings were true.
The witch’s promise was coming,
Believing he listened while laughing you flew.
Leaves falling red, yellow, brown, all are the same,
And the love you have found lay outside in the rain.
Washed clean by the water but nursing its pain.
The witch’s promise was coming, and you’re looking
Elsewhere for your own selfish gain.
Keep looking, keep looking for somewhere to be,
Well, you’re wasting your time, they’re not stupid like he is.
Meanwhile leaves are still falling, you’re too blind to see.
You won’t find it easy now, it’s only fair.
He was willing to give to you, you didn’t care.
You’re waiting for more but you’ve already had your share.
The witch’s promise is turning, so don’t you wait up For him, he’s going to be late.
I first heard this one weekend when one of my best mates surprised us by performing it at the local social club. His rendition sounded as stunning as listening to the original.
Tull were THAT far ahead even then, the music is timeless because it is of wondeful hight quality and the image was original and amazing, we were so lucky to have grown up in that era, so much variety
Most 15-year olds would have parties or break into the liquor cabinet when their parents were away. I would put on a long dress, a flower garland, and dance around the living room to this song. In the 90s.