You're like a tree in the middle of an empty field...
With the birds playing in the branches
Who sing to you day and night
Trying to keep you company in your lonely life.
You're like a tree in the middle of an empty field...
The rain that is your sweet consolation
The sun that is your only company, along with the clouds
The wind sometimes visiting you
But that never stays long enough.
You're like a tree in the middle of an empty field...
With no one looking for you
But as soon as he sees you, on a drowning day
It looks like he found paradise, until he's gone.
You're like a tree in the middle of an empty field...
With the leaves falling and then growing back
But with no one to see this
No one to witness it.
You're like a tree in the middle of an empty field
With the bark marked by the love of others.
A spectator of others' lives
Ignored by everyone...until you burn.
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