I steal the leaves But I'll bring them back in spring I bring the daylight with my spells That light will fade where my shadow dwells My voice arises in this song that brings a silence deeper than a tomb And I could grant any wish you dream for all the promises I shall not keep this way we're linked in each other's chains and thus the cycle runs again I am the chaos that brings the order back Rush every second and then stop the time As dead and breathless as any newborn life Can be both shapeless or graceful like swans are I... I... I steal the leaves But I'll bring them back in spring And I could grant any wish you dream For all the promises I shall not keep This way we're linked in each other's chains And thus the cycle runs again I'm the open window. I am the closed door When I say maybe. I state not anymore I am your courage/ I am your inner doubt When I push forward I make you step back I... I... steal the leaves But I'll bring them back in spring I steal the leaves