Cherry Tree

This time of year the cherry trees blossom
And maybe we’re in our final form too
You used to be my, my oxygen, but…
Now I am breathing on my own

Will you let us fall slowly?
Will you let us fall softly?
Onto the bed that we resign to

I’m moving on from the capital city
The city that you had built for me

Will you let us fall slowly?
Will you let us fall softly?
Onto the bed that we resign to
Will you let us fall slowly?
Will you let us fall softly?
Onto the bed that we resign to

This time of year the cherry trees blossom