He gets on a train and in the mornings
He sings while he sees people with him
Trees fall past the windows
Clouds go, time's not enough
Leaf kid sings at night
He puts on records to sleep
He has leaves in his pockets
And he uses them to write
Snow that falls past the windows
Clouds go and time's not enough
We have to start the suitcases
I think that it's better just to be good friends
Nothing better, nothing better
That way the years will pass following us
Without a love, without a goodbye
I think that it's better we're just good friends
Nothing better nothing better
That way the years will pass following us without a love
Without a goodbye, without a love, without a goodbye
Without a goodbye, without a love, without a goodbye