Letras
Whispers of the wind soft and cold
Carrying the stories that are untold
In the silence I stand alone
Watching the world I've always known
Like the last leaf on a winter tree
Hanging on to what used to be
Unsure if I should let it fall
Or wait for spring to answer the call
The wind blows harder I feel the strain
Will I stand tall or break from the pain?
The ground below seems far away
But something keeps me here today
I am the last leaf
Holding on tight afraid to fall
In the endless cold
Waiting for the final call
Will the sun rise again?
Will I bloom and grow?
Or will I be lost in the frost
Buried in snow?
Time moves slowly like a distant drum
Echoing the life from where I've come
But now the rhythm feels unsure
What am I holding on for?
The wind it howls louder now
Will I bend or will I bow?
The sky above so gray and still
But deep inside I hold my will
I am the last leaf
Clinging on through every storm
In the freezing winds
Searching for a trace of warmth
Will the light break through?
Will I rise again?
Or fade into the dark
Where the cold begins?
Maybe I've held too long
Maybe it's time
To let the wind take
What's no longer mine
But if I fall will I bloom again?
Or fade into the earth
Where all things end?
The wind is quiet now
Holding its breath
In this stillness I fear what's left
But deep inside I know I must
Trust the fall trust the dust
I am the last leaf
Letting go I fall
In this endless winter
I answer the call
The sun will rise again
I'll bloom once more
From the dust I'll return
Stronger than before
Whispers of the wind now warm and bright
Carrying the promise of morning light
In the silence I find my place
As the last leaf falls with gentle grace