Sycamore Leaves Lyrics

Can't stop thinking 'bout it
It fills me with unease
Out there by the roadside
Someone's lying
Covered by sycamore leaves
Hey hey

Wet grounds, late September ...
The foliage of the trees
I came upon this feeling that
Someones's buried
Under sycamore leaves
Hey hey

And I could never face it
And I could never see
And I could never break out
And shake its grip on me

And I could never face it
And I could never see
And I could never break out
And shake it's grip on me

Wet grounds, late September ...
The foliage of the trees
I came upon this feeling
That someone's lying
Covered by sycamore leaves
Covered by sycamore leaves
Out there by the roadside
Under
Sycamore leaves
Sycamore leaves
Sycamore leaves
Sycamore leaves
Sycamore leaves

By Renan Marchi