Auto Kalaha

Leafs are floating in the symphonies of rain.
It’s here to wash the summer away again.
But I’m okey ‘cause I know that your love will protect me.
With your love around my neck the cold snow can’t hurt me.
And when summer comes again I know that we’re still kissing.
I will cut off my tongue tonight.
Then everything will be just all right.
I don’t know why I say those things I say sometimes.