and when the seasons change, will you stand by me? cause i am a young girl meant to fall. when the orange brown leaves of your hair fall into my arms of autumn, and the goosebumps rise like your cold soul from the ashes of the phoenix in the fire, will your mind rise in the same way over matter?
when the clear snowflakes drop from your cloudy eyes, i'll be there to clear the snowy driveway, cause i'm a young girl after all, a young girl meant to fall and slip on the ice of your cold soul, there's no hope for you, cold lost cause. ice can't be warmed, it simply melts.
when the dead flowers and bugs of your soul reincarnate, i hope you know that i'm allergic to pollen. your coffin will keep me coughing and i don't mind it cause teary, red eyes are a norm around you.
When the ice of your soul drips and melts ice cream under the blaze of the mind, i won't be there to lick away your mistakes. when I look up to your bright serpent soul, melting everyone with your charm and giving them heat strokes, blinding me.
and when the seasons change, will you stand by me? cause you're just a young boy after all, you're just a young boy meant to fall.
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