| Lend me your ear while I call you a fool.
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| You were kissed by a witch one night in the wood,
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| And later insisted your feelings were true.
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| The witches promise was coming,
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| Believing he listened while laughing you flew.
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| Leaves falling, red, yellow, brown, all look the same,
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| And the love you had found lay outside in the rain,
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| Washed clean by the water but nursing its pain.
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| The witches promise was coming,
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| And you’re looking elsewhere for your own selfish gain.
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| Keep looking, keep looking for somewhere to be,
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| Well, you’re wasting your time, they not stupid like he is.
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| Meanwhile leaves are still falling, you’re too blind to see.
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| You won’t find it easy now, it’s only fair.
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| He was willing to give to you, you didn’t care.
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| You’re waiting for more but you’ve already had your share.
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| The witches promise is turning so don’t wait up for him,
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| He’s going to be late. |