won't you sing to me the happy songs

leave me shrieking,swinging,

under the elm tree

As the sun-kissed hills

sing along with me

all i have is a tree

all you have is a memory

when Love in her innocence

introduced us to Pain

i may never get to sing again

won't you let me hear you laugh

tousle my hair with your hands

weaving sensations

that will last me till the night

i'm alone, you're holding me tight

all i have is a memory

all you have is a tree

when Love in her brazenness

caught us in the trap of Pain

you may never laugh again