There was something sweet on the air and I couldn't name it

I'd long walked out on everything I'd need

On everything I'd need to explain it

Don't have the words, I left them all

Under the oak tree, behind the stone wall



There was something you used to say and I'll never forget it

Something about a good man being hard to find

Something that could damn me if I let it

Don't have the patience to stand or to fall

Under the oak tree, behind the stone wall



There was something sweet on the air and I couldn't shake it

And it was something that you and me used to know real well

Something from way back before we didn't make it

Just a trick of the breeze, made me recall

Sitting under the oak tree, behind the stone wall



There was nothing like the way that you used to see me

When you'd long given up on everything but us

But I won't risk a word now that could free me

So that's where I'm waiting, if you care at all

Meet me under the oak tree, behind the stone wall



						     



						     Thanks to cead1