there s a tree in an open field branches reach for the sun with the green of a thousand leaves and a world that has just begun for the springtime is here again buds and blossoms abound promises of the future days and new life that is all around see the last leaf shivering as the winds did blow holding tight to what she knew for fear of the unknown soon the spring turned to summertime she could never deny how she loved her home up there in between the earth and sky still to drift on a summer breeze was to taste paradise but that summer would turn to fall and the autumn would turn to ice see the last leaf shivering as the winds did blow holding tight to what she knew for fear of the unknown in the harvest of golden days leaves were turning to fire dancing upon the autumn breeze like a princess on the high wire one by one though the dancers dove spiralling to the ground carried off on a winter wind disappearing without a sound see the last leaf shivering as the winds did blow holding tight to what she knew for fear of the unknown so the last leaf took to flight as the winds did blow holding tight to what could be finally letting go