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My Leaves Are Changing Colour
I can be the trunk of the tree
with the other branches weaker than me,
but that is only if I want to be
only, if I want to be.
There's nothing more that I want to be,
Than be a singer with no-one listening to me.
Except that one person who wants to hear,
Hear my truth and watch my tear
Fall acquiescently down my face
As I move through the fair
In the chorus that I don't dare
Sing loudly in case people stare,
Stare at my heartbreak.
Are they staring at my heartbreak?
They're staring at my heartbreak
Time for a five minute break...
These people don't understand romantic ache?