Make Like Paper

Halloween in New York On the way home from London Eight weeks on tonight still But all the other winter's I spent She lived in a house Where Mission Street bends She slept in a room Where I didn't feel welcome Leaves are turning brown All over the ground Leaves make like paper Make like paper sounds Way back, back then I considered you my best friend But the last time I saw you I knew I'd never see you again You lived in a place Off the Chamblee-Dunwoody way I took up his space When they took your father away Leaves are turning brown All over the ground Leaves make like paper Make like paper sounds Leaves are turning brown All over the ground Leaves make like paper Make like paper sounds Leaves are turning brown All over the ground Leaves make like paper Make like paper sounds Leaves are turning brown All over the ground Leaves make like paper Make like paper sounds Leaves are turning brown All over the ground Leaves make like paper Make like paper sounds Leaves are turning brown All over the ground Leaves make like paper Make like paper sounds Leaves are turning brown All over the ground Leaves make like paper Make like paper sounds Leaves are turning brown All over the ground Leaves make like paper Make like paper sounds