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Here comes fall Orange and yellow leaves Float down from the trees Touch my window Shrunken small I am but a fool Looking for a breeze To take me along It makes it hard to see It's a blur And the storm is almost here Come and take a hold of me, my dear You are in control, I disappear Nothing that I say will interfere with the California rain I knew it all Knew just what to say I knew how to play 'Til you were playing So I crawl You're over my head Everything is just out of reach Come and take a hold of me, my dear You are in control, I disappear Nothing that I say will interfere with the California rain I'm sorry I'm blinded by fear Come and take a hold of me, my dear You are in control, I disappear Nothing that I say will interfere with the California rain |