I steal the leaves   But I'll bring them back in spring      I bring the daylight with my spells   That light will fade where my shadow dwells   My voice arises in this song   that brings a silence deeper than a tomb      And I could grant any wish you dream   for all the promises I shall not keep   this way we're linked in each other's chains   and thus the cycle runs again      I am the chaos that brings the order back   Rush every second and then stop the time   As dead and breathless as any newborn life   Can be both shapeless or graceful like swans are      I... I... I steal the leaves   But I'll bring them back in spring      And I could grant any wish you dream   For all the promises I shall not keep   This way we're linked in each other's chains   And thus the cycle runs again      I'm the open window. I am the closed door   When I say maybe. I state not anymore I am your courage/ I am your inner doubt   When I push forward I make you step back      I... I... steal the leaves   But I'll bring them back in spring   I steal the leaves