Leaves are falling, and something´s calling me here.
The state of depression that I´m walking in,
Got the impression that I won´t stay here long.
I know I am like this, but still I don´t know what to do.
The sky is darkening, I can feel it in the air.
My heart is sinking, I know winter´s on its way.
I know I am like this, but still I don´t know what to do.
I know I am like this. Oh sister, show me what to do.

I know there´s a way to get this another day.
When will I know if there´s a way for me?
I want to lie in the sand and have the sun shine on me.
Is that way too much to ask?