Overdue Spor & Tasha Baxter

Leaves are falling fast
Sun-kissed skin is fading at last
The memories of you
A fragile seed in bloom

The room we shared our dreams
We'll carve our breath onto heated sheets
As winter's frozen flames
Bleed into our childlike ways

It is time we both let go
To live like we did, we're too young to know
The wine we sipped was dry
Sweet taste of the last goodbye

The room we shared our dreams
We'll carve our breath on heated sheets
The memories of you
A fragile seed in bloom