Settling

Am I real? Am I dream? 
Am I borrowed? Am I blue? 
Is it just the dust of leaving you 
settling? 

Am I fair? Am I strong? 
When I'm there, do I belong? 
Is it only skin I touch 
when I reach for you? 

Oh, the leaves they fall, 
they go so far sometimes. 
Do I blame the wind 
or the tree that let it go? 
Or do I wave goodbye, 
setting? 

Do I stay? And do I fight? 
Is it wrong when nothing's right? 
Or is it just the closet light 
I've offered you? 

Oh the leaves they fall, 
they go so far sometimes. 
Do I blame the wind 
or the tree that let it go? 
Or do I wave goodbye, 
settling? 

So many times I needed 
you to be strong for me. 
But you bend beneath 
the slightest breeze. 
You have no leaves, 
no leaves, no leaves... 

Settling. 
Am I real? Am I dream? 
Do I stay? Do I fight? 
Is it just the closet light? 
Is it only skin I touch, 
or is it just the dust 
settling?