Here I am: kicking up the fallen leaves   From every tree the wind disarms   And I am wishing   That it might blow you from your pedestal   And carry you into my arms      And I'm been saving all your letters   Like you, they're beautiful but hard to read   And there are so many words   But you can't tell me   Who you want and what you need      Some lessons go unlearnt:   Why'd ya say sorry if you weren't?      You can't just land on my branch and then suddenly take flight   No one wants an apple after someone's had a bite   And you insist on making bee-lines for the stickiest of hives   Then leave for finer weather, soon as the first winter arrives      Sometimes I dream of you so vividly:   I draw your outlines and the colors that fill your eyes,   Brimming,   And I wish your actions were as beautiful   And you gave my questions some replies      Though I'm a little black and blue   I can live without you      You can't just land on my branch and then suddenly take flight   No one wants an apple after someone's had a bite   And you insist on making bee-lines for the stickiest of hives   Then leave for finer weather, soon as the first winter arrives      You can't just land on my branch and then suddenly take flight   No one wants an apple after someone's had a bite   And you insist on making bee-lines for the stickiest of hives   Then leave for finer weather, soon as the first winter arrives      Here I am: kicking up the fallen leaves   From every tree the wind disarms   And I am wishing   That it might blow you from your pedestal   And carry you into my arms