I see a tree grow through the door

I sing to my dove

My lost one

I want peace, I want the dark

I don′t want these, I don't want these

I don′t want these leaves on the floor

Chi-chi-chi

Sap is slow under the bark

I don't want to, I don't want to

I don′t want to wait weeks for more

Chi-chi-chi

Our love will always need sun and water in September

I can be the high inside the clear deadness

I consume the ache in the landscape

I sing

I know I′m the only girl you think

would climb the branches and stay

Blossoms in warm kitchens think it's spring every day

I throw the keys onto the floor

Where the rabbits will play

I leave my dove, my lost one

I leave my dove, my lost one

I leave my dove

I leave my dove, my lost one

I leave my dove, my lost one

I leave my dove, my lost one

I leave my dove, my lost one

I leave my dove, my lost one

I leave my dove, my lost one

I leave my dove, my lost one

I leave my dove, my lost one

I leave my dove, my lost one

I leave my dove