in the wrong place

where leaves don't fall at the same time of year
but flowers will blow regardless of the moon
where day and night may both come far too soon

no meaning's left for anyone to care
in any song that one might belt or croon
where leaves don't fall at the same time of year

at this time we have cause to wail in fear
but dare not ask a soul for any boon
shadows are stark at blaze of highest noon
where leaves don't fall at the same time of year