Screaming inside my car as if you could hear me
And my stuttered breathing comes and goes this time of year
Like most things I know

Forest eyes you're always haunting my mind
Like the blades of grass in my backyard
I'll surely cut you in two

We searched the darkest streets for conversation a remedy
Red brushed across my face
You are the east wind
You blew me away

We sat on the pavement and whispered the night away
Crushing leaves in our hands silently

Like the big oak tree in your backyard
I can't do a thing