Broomstick Rhythm

As youre sweeping



Autumn leaves up



You are sweeping



My fallen heart up with em



As youre sweeping



Autumn leaves up



You are sweeping



In swish-back broomstick rhythm







Youre dressed in red



Your hair [would had a] brush on fire



To make leaves dress up dead



Ordered to parade



Swayed by broomstick rhythm



Hey!







As youre sweeping



Winter snow up



They have fallen



For you so please forgive em



As youre sweeping



Winter snow up



You are sweeping



In swish-back broomstick rhythm







Youre dressed in white



There is no; why dont we surrender



And in envy of you



Melting drips will rush



Brushed in broomstick rhythm



Hey! hey!







As youre sweeping



Summer dust up



See a squirrel



In homage making rhythms



As youre sweeping



Summer dust up



You are sweeping



In swish-back broomstick rhythm







Youre dressed in blue



The sky and sun a hue more paler



Than the glow in your heart



I bask in your rays



Days of broomstick rhythm







As youre sweeping



Springtime rain up



You are sweeping



My tears up for [i live em / a living? ]



As youre sweeping



Springtime rain up



You are sweeping up



What there remains



Of fears I earn



Upon giving my heart



Away to somebody



For good