ALL THE LEAVES ARE BROWN AND THE SKY IS GREY I´VE BEEN FOR A WALK ON A WINTER´S DAY I´D BE SAFE AND WARM IF I WAS IN L.A. CALIFORNIA DREAMING ON SUCH A WINTER´S DAY STOPPED INTO A CHURCH I PASSED ALONG THE WAY WELL, I GOT DOWN ON MY KNEES AND I PRETEND TO PRAY YOU KNOW THE PREACHER LIKES THE COLD HE KNOWS I´M GONNA STAY ALL THE LEAVES ARE BROWN AND THE SKY IS GREY I´VE BEEN FOR A WALK ON A WINTER´S DAY IF I DIDN´T TELL HER I COULD LEAVE TODAY