I steal the leaves
But I'll bring them back in spring
I bring the daylight with my spells
That light will fade where my shadow dwells
My voice arises in this song
that brings a silence deeper than a tomb
And I could grant any wish you dream
for all the promises I shall not keep
this way we're linked in each other's chains
and thus the cycle runs again
I am the chaos that brings the order back
Rush every second and then stop the time
As dead and breathless as any newborn life
Can be both shapeless or graceful like swans are
I... I... I steal the leaves
But I'll bring them back in spring
And I could grant any wish you dream
For all the promises I shall not keep
This way we're linked in each other's chains
And thus the cycle runs again
I'm the open window. I am the closed door
When I say maybe. I state not anymore I am your courage/ I am your inner doubt
When I push forward I make you step back
I... I... steal the leaves
But I'll bring them back in spring
I steal the leaves