I'm still standing here
Like I was the day before
The clouds of rain
Have come and past
So now, the sun shines so bright
Hurts my eyes
But I can't move from here
Because my fear is my king
The smell of autumn
Tumbling leaves
The burning pumpkin seeds
Are dying out
But I can see hope
And its very brown eyes
Still I'm standing here
Like I was the day before
Feeling very old
Because I refuse to grow