The Chase

There was a leaf
Chasing me, down the street
The cold air of winter
And all the houses were asleep
Their windows breathing deeply
Through the quiet of that night

The chase, the chase, the chase, the chase...

It's so sure I could hear the wind
Ordering more leaves to join the chase
Their rustling grew stronger and louder
Louder and faster until
Suddenly I was nowhere
The ground in front of me began to tear

The chase, the chase, the chase, the chase...