I'm in love with the Hawthorn
Sure I like the Birch
I need a hand, a volunteer
Why does the
Sycamore mean so much?
Do you dream of a cold Alaska?
Better wrap up warm tonight
All I know is we're in a blue time
Where the land is snow drop white
You were such a pretty one
You had a kid
Did you have any idea
Of the damage you did
I'm in love with the Hawthorn
Sure I like the Birch
I need a hand, a volunteer
Why does the
Sycamore mean so much?
Is this the day that loneliness
Takes a hold of me?
I've been stupid, unkind
But I'm not too blind too see