I see a tree grow through the door
I sing to my dove
My lost one

I want peace, I want the dark
I don′t want these, I don't want these
I don′t want these leaves on the floor
Chi-chi-chi

Sap is slow under the bark
I don't want to, I don't want to
I don′t want to wait weeks for more
Chi-chi-chi

Our love will always need sun and water in September
I can be the high inside the clear deadness
I consume the ache in the landscape
I sing
I know I′m the only girl you think
would climb the branches and stay
Blossoms in warm kitchens think it's spring every day

I throw the keys onto the floor
Where the rabbits will play
I leave my dove, my lost one
I leave my dove, my lost one
I leave my dove

I leave my dove, my lost one
I leave my dove, my lost one
I leave my dove, my lost one
I leave my dove, my lost one

I leave my dove, my lost one
I leave my dove, my lost one
I leave my dove, my lost one
I leave my dove, my lost one

I leave my dove, my lost one
I leave my dove