Porcelain

Red leaves blow in the wind
Leaving home and everything it's known behind
Barren branches wave goodbye
As the red leaves slowly die
Every flower stares and watches
As the wind it takes me away
Before, before the sun, sun shone upon me
Oh now, now the wind takes me away
Every flower, stares and watches
As the wind, as the wind takes me away, yeah
Before, before the sun, the sun shone upon me
Oh now, now the wind takes me away