Fall Like Leaves

So I had this word picture in my mind for days, that of painting the sky, but I haven't been able to write this  until today.

- The stem of my heart whithered

It left me to float to the ground

Now I'm in a heap of broken

Just waiting on needles to be found.

- I am the bristle in the paintbrush

And it's You who's guiding the stick

He is the color that fills up these hills

And our love is what makes it stick

- Take my hand

We'll paint the sky

I'm no fan of clutter

So it's just you and I

Take my hand

And together we'll fall

We'll fall like leaves

More in love with it all

- The waves of this sea hold my waist

They're your arms and your hands and your fingers

And over me floats your apple

In my eye forever it will linger

- Take my hand

We'll paint the sky

I'm no fan of clutter

So it's just you and I

Take my hand

And together we'll fall

We'll fall like leaves

More in love with it all