I am your disappointment, And like the autumn leaves,
I will fall short and land ever so lightly next to your expectations,

And crumble to pieces under the weight,
For only the wind to take me.

Th masterpiece in your mind has been tainted by my imperfections,
And this cruel frost will chill your heart,
And the pieces of me will be lost forever.

And you will forget, I was once beautiful. And you will forget, I was once beautiful,
Vibrant and alive. But nothing gold can stay, not even the breath-taking amber haze.
You will forget,
And I will wait for you under the ice-cold blanket of disappointment until it melts.

Seasons change, winter comes, and I will crumble at
The delicate touch of your perfect hands.
And the pieces of me will float away on the breeze from your breathe,
As you whisper the words, "good-bye."