This is nothing new
I want more from you
The way you stare
Are you talking to me
Or are you just me
Would you trust me with your hair
Are you letting it down
Or is it pinned up
Are you fed up with me
A tree with three dying leaves
I want mulled wine
Every monday night
With an eggnog
Waiting for me
So white and brown
And yellow and gold
When you got caught
You were spinning around
You were upside down
You stuck around
And you stayed right where you are