Falling in love in the dead season
Feeling my heart giving me its treason
In my mind the voice echoed from my heart
Telling me to accept the poisonous dart

I once had carved my love upon a tree
Now it faded into Autumn memory
The vision of love and innocence
Was blurred in the woods of silence

The fallen leaves in the river of tears
The crying melody in my ears
The sweet kiss of a tempting butterfly
The giving flower closing its eye

Bitter and cold, all trees looked the same
I grew so tired of this love-searching game
The soothing voice, the touches at dawn
The initials I carved, where have they gone?

Falling in love in this mad wilderness
Feeling my heart being ever so heartless...