The Day Belongs to Trees

by Stephie   May 21, 2006


Days grow long,
I grow weary.
Tress grow strong,
I grow dreary.

What happened to make it this way?
Why did our friendship stray?
Now we've lost everything amongst the fray.
And I don't know if I can ever stay.

Days grow long,
I grow weary.
Trees grow strong,
I grow dreary.

When we were young we were so good.
You never lied I knew where we stood.
Something began to develop I knew not it should.
But I never thought this would happen obviously it could.

Days grow long,
I grow weary.
Trees grow strong,
I grow dreary.

I thought it would work we could make it last.
I didn't take into account the history past.
Everyone said be careful he said it too fast.
And before I knew it out I was cast.

Days grow long,
I grow weary.
Trees grow strong,
I grow dreary.

I got sick and said no just go.
Leave me alone these tears need to flow.
You pulled my life back made it so slow.
Now back at you in your face I will through.

Days grow long,
I grow weary.
Trees grow strong,
I grow dreary.

19th May 2006

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