If
only
you
could
come
back
to me
Like
the
leaves
that
grow
on the
cherry
tree
Standing
outside
our
house
You
can’t
know
how
happy
I’d
be
If
once
more
your
face
I could
see
Standing
outside
our
house
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
If
only
you
could
come
back
to me
Like
the
leaves
that
grow
on the
cherry
tree
Standing
outside
our
house
You
can’t
know
how
happy
I’d
be
If
once
more
your
face
I could
see
Standing
outside
our
house
One by
one the
leaves
have
fallenAnd I
can no
longer
see your
shadowI
suppose
it is
Autumn
after allAnd all
hope
I must
now
forego