i do believe luck falls from the trees it has fallen to me as the wind brings its leaves and with the water at my knees i could feel you next to me and that s how it is everytime our lips meet and i will believe all that i see but what if my eyes only decieve and they do not know the hope within me well it s how it is not how it should be cause lovers and leavers are all or they re neither sometimes and followers follow and givers will give up their lives and we all break promises and promises will break what we find oh but it s how it is not how it should be distance i love distance i hate i know that this heart will make it s mistakes and i know that this happiness has come too late but i do not know what i can say oh winter will come and i ll remain here well lovers and leavers are all or they re neither sometimes oh followers follow and givers will give up their lives we all break promises and promises will break what we find oh but it s how it is not how it should be oh that s how it is everytime our lips meet and they won t anymore well not like this and if you re sure i guess i m glad they did