Fallen — Elvis Costello

All the leaves are turning yellow, red and brown Soon they'll be scattered as they tumble down Although they may be swept up so invitingly

I never did what I was told I trampled though the amber and the burnished gold But now I clearly see how cruel the young can be

You can convince yourself of anything If you wish both hard and long And I believed that life was wonderful Right up to the moment when love went wrong I gaze up at the tree-tops and laugh I need somebody to shake me loose I want to know what happens next 'Til I don't care at all There I go Beginning to fall