Oh, give me a dime For each year of my life That lasted uncomfortably long And I'll be as poor as an orphan That spent his life knowing That there's nowhere he really belongs. Cause the world as it spins Creates such a wind That nothing is safe from the ride You can stare at the face Of the wind as it races And causes the decades to die But my, how they fly... Leaves blow by. Leaves blow by. Oh, much like the years and the people inside, The leaves blow by. Now, stronger is Heart Than a gun on the run— That's something I've learned like a Song Because a bullet can kill In an instant at will But heartbreak is forever long. So, hold on to love Because leaves blow by. Leaves blow by. Just like the years and the lovers inside, The leaves blow by. And Heaven is a Moon That is selfish as glue—- It pulls on us just like the tide. All you can do is hope That it pulls on you slow So you can make much of your time—- Cause my how it flies. Leaves blow by. Leaves blow by. Oh, much like the years and the people inside, The leaves blow by.