Anna: Yes, the wind blows a little bit colder
And we're all getting older
And the clouds are moving on with every autumn breeze
Peter abóbora just became fertilizer

Olaf: And my leaf’s a little sadder and wiser

Anna: That's why I rely on certain certainties
Yes, some things never change
Like the feel of your hand in mine
Some things stay the same

Anna and Olaf: Like how we get along just fine

Anna: Like an old stone mural that'll never fall
Some things are always true
Some things never change
Like how I’m holding on tight to you

Kristoff: The leaves are already falling
Sven, it feels like the future is...