A Thief Burning Leaves

Emotions are breaking me like horses now Will I let them force me to drag their plow? They are given control by what I allow What I want; but will not let them disavow Each breath I take; makes me a thief So simple it would be; were I, a falling leaf Combine them; I pile them, A raking of disbelief (A raking of disbelief) An emotional thief An emotional disbelief As I burn them; turning them, smoldering relief, Preparing them for winter; as an aperitif Not possible; from the fall's reoccurring motif You've always been taken My intuition, never mistaken I've never flirt with you; because your honor; means everything to me! No mistake about it; you're the most honorable woman, I will never see! So every step you take towards me; another opportunity, to set this thief free As I burn them; turning them, smoldering relief, Preparing them for winter; as an aperitif Not possible; from the fall's, reoccurring motif A raking of disbelief (A raking of disbelief) Not possible from this recurring motif