you cut me down like an old abandoned tree,
now i shall leave with what is left of me,
Yes

I am not the wisest
nor the faintest
but i have seen the hate and felt the love.

you are different
for you hurt me
and now you see

my heart is not easily changed.
because you cut me down
like that old abandoned tree

now is shall leave with what is left of me.
the person i used to be
yes the one who willingly handed the key

has passed and now is utterly free
when the day of love comes
with its sweet smelling sweets

and its pink cutted hearts
i will sit there
on the hill upon a stump

thinking of how you cut me down
cut me down
just like that old abandoned tree.