Don’t forget to watch the first petals fall
He loves you, he loves you not
It’s almost struck midnight at the ball
What’s your name again? I’m sorry I forgot
The colors from your cheeks fade away
Now I’m afraid I made some mistake
I want to rebegin with a fresh canvas
As though my name were not the same
I want to bury away all of my treasure
Forsake the money, power and the fame
To experience anew the yoke of romance
and stick my chips on a game of chance
ask the belle of the ball for that one dance
If only she would give my way a glance
To watch the first leaves of autumn fall
She loves you not, she loves you
Little Borrowers 