untitled III

I heard you singin' a song in my dreams
The song we wrote together
Under the trees in the park
With the bright green leaves
Reflecting the light of the sun
The song was about those familiar trees
In that familiar place
Under the sun

We laughed and cried at the same time that day

We laughed for the song we sang about the time we spent together
in that familiar place
Under the trees

We cried for the faded memories
And the fallen leaves
Under dead trees
And a dead sun

You left me with a song
And a dream of what could never be