Leaves Are Falling

Leaves are falling as my mind starts stalling. Where the wind is pounding on the trees, I feel lost, my brain is lost as my mind is lost and I can only think about how the leaves are falling.

I am lost I must admit, I do not know where I am I must admit, all I know is that the leaves are falling.

In this forest my hunter still chases, day and night he still chases me. I do not know where he is I must admit, all I know is that the leaves are falling.

I am just a little bear and I don't know where, my hunter is still chasing. All I know is that the leaves are falling.