Last night i dreamt of that old tree
that same old tree we used to sit by and watch the sunset
that same old tree we thought of making our beautiful tree house
but just this time you were not there
I kept waiting for you to come
to come and tell you would never leave me
but there i was standing by that same old shabby tree
waiting for you
i knew deep down that you had indeed found a younger and more beautiful tree
but oh my silly mind it never failed to hope that you still loved me
that you would come before that old tree
that same old tree we used to write our names on
and the next day i woke
i knew that old tree was empty yet again
but oh my silly heart it resisted the thought of not seeing the tree
i went and saw you standing there , waiting for me by that old tree
that same old tree we once used to climb on.
Aug 15, 2017
Aug 15, 2017 at 1:00 PM UTC
Last night i dreamt of that old tree
that same old tree we used to sit by and watch the sunset
that same old tree we thought of making our beautiful tree house
but just this time you were not there
I kept waiting for you to come
to come and tell you would never leave me
but there i was standing by that same old shabby tree
waiting for you
i knew deep down that you had indeed found a younger and more beautiful tree
but oh my silly mind it never failed to hope that you still loved me
that you would come before that old tree
that same old tree we used to write our names on
and the next day i woke
i knew that old tree was empty yet again
but oh my silly heart it resisted the thought of not seeing the tree
i went and saw you standing there , waiting for me by that old tree
that same old tree we once used to climb on.