I saw no leaves today And they haven’t been here in a while I saw no leaves yesterday They left in a hurry I saw no leaves last week They flew away from the tree I saw no leaves in a while There are no leaves here If there’s a chance to remember Maybe they were brown and withered If there’s a chance to be deceived They were green and bright If there were a chance to go along I would go find 'em If there were a chance to go back home I would go ask 'em So that’s what lasts A weak set of woods And a weak set of a man Both still standing But only one lucky to have roots And another one lucky to see his end