WL Schuett

Leaves of Summer

ripples on the water reach my eyes 

sitting so alone \'neath fallen skies

why was it so hard to see what was true 

when all my life ever needed was you 

 

the wind cut loose above the trees tonight 

waiting for the water to still the night 

when thinking about all the things I thought I knew 

it seems all I was ever sure of was you 

 

the leaves of summer are now burning on the hill 

echoed in the smoke the sounds of love cut still 

running through the hills the rivers flame 

for written in the wind the sound of your name 

 

blackness in the air stills my eyes 

standing so alone \'neath fallen skies

but as the morning light shines on through 

oh right there , there is you