Sixpence None the Richer I Won't Stay Long

Leaves are falling, and something's calling me here
The state of depression that I'm walking in
Got the impression that I won't stay here long
I know I am like this, but still I don't know what to do

The sky is darkening
I can feel it in the air
My heart is sinking
I know winter's on its way
I know I am like this
But still I don't know what to do
I know I am like this
Oh sister, show me what to do

I know there's a way to get this another day
When will I know if there's a way for me?
I want to lie in the sand and have the sun shine on me
Is that way too much to ask?