You weren't there at sunset when my life set down
Upon your memory that tugs upon my sleep
And is keeping me from all that I want
And from where I want to be From the wonders of the birds
From the peacefulness of the sea
You gave me nothing,
but I took all that I could Set you free to find your own world
Among the flowers and the trees and me What of me?
Am I just one of the trees But a bare one that is me?
For I have no limbs or leaves I can't seem to find it
Where did I go wrong?
For now the tree that I am Is dead and all alone
You weren't there at sunset when my life set down
Upon your memory that tugs upon my sleep And is keeping me from...
You weren't there at sunset when my life set down
Upon your memory that tugs upon my sleep
And is keeping me from...