Scattered Leaves
Don't you go looking so surprised, baby don't you look so stunned
Didn't I tell you that a cold November'd come?
And deliver the leaves from green to red
To blowing in the wind stone dead
Well I never used to notice this awful quiet, mmmmh
And fall was just the calm before the next spring riot, mmmhh
Of wildflowers and lunatic rivers
Sweat jumping off of the skin of love givers, mmh
Scattered leaves don't lie
Aw' now baby, baby, quit your cryin
Like everything that ever mattered, scit-scat scattered
Like every love word you heard
But that's just the way when you walk your days
In the beauty of this world
But that's just the way when you walk your days
In the beauty of this world
Pretty little disappointments all in a row
Been about a year since you disappeared through my door
And now you come back with your head on straight
But I got no love or hate left for you, girl
You must be the daughter of the late, late rose - I'm November's son
And I'm here to tell you, honey, ooh what's done is done
Yeah, I been claimed by the wind and the rain
There ain't no going back, naw there ain't no going back again (for us now)
Scattered leaves don't lie
Aw' now baby, baby, quit your cryin
Like everything that ever mattered, scit-scat scattered
Like every love word you heard
But that's just the way when you walk your days
In the beauty of this world
But that's just the way when you walk your days
In the beauty of this world
that's just the way when you walk your days
In the beauty of this world
Didn't I tell you that a cold November'd come?
And deliver the leaves from green to red
To blowing in the wind stone dead
Well I never used to notice this awful quiet, mmmmh
And fall was just the calm before the next spring riot, mmmhh
Of wildflowers and lunatic rivers
Sweat jumping off of the skin of love givers, mmh
Scattered leaves don't lie
Aw' now baby, baby, quit your cryin
Like everything that ever mattered, scit-scat scattered
Like every love word you heard
But that's just the way when you walk your days
In the beauty of this world
But that's just the way when you walk your days
In the beauty of this world
Pretty little disappointments all in a row
Been about a year since you disappeared through my door
And now you come back with your head on straight
But I got no love or hate left for you, girl
You must be the daughter of the late, late rose - I'm November's son
And I'm here to tell you, honey, ooh what's done is done
Yeah, I been claimed by the wind and the rain
There ain't no going back, naw there ain't no going back again (for us now)
Scattered leaves don't lie
Aw' now baby, baby, quit your cryin
Like everything that ever mattered, scit-scat scattered
Like every love word you heard
But that's just the way when you walk your days
In the beauty of this world
But that's just the way when you walk your days
In the beauty of this world
that's just the way when you walk your days
In the beauty of this world
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Writer(s): Jeremy Thomas Lindsay
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