Something Weird

Swingin’ round the maple tree
red leaves soar passionately down
and I grab my girl’s hand
and we dance.

Laughing all the morning
we share our song
yellow leaves float gently
and we dance.

Singing at the stars above
joy fills our hearts
the brown leaves fall
and we dance.

Lying on the damp grass
I meet her sparklin’ eyes
honeyed pools of sweet delight
and they dance.