i can see your years in my reflection
dents and cracks embedded in my skin
they will bloom in fireworks and fury
for all the times I didn't let you in
as i make my way through your convictions
let me pick the best fruit from your treee
and all the miles that we have put between us
have been filled with loving blisters and sour truths
one by one the seasons change you
maybe once but not for all
time can't paint the picture for you
dying leaves need time to fall
let me be the one you're running to
one by one the seasons change you
maybe once but not for all
time can't paint the picture for you
dying leaves need time to fall