By the old oak tree I buried it there Pieces of you Pieces of me When the water touched my toes I threw it out to sea What was left of you What was left of me The warm breeze against my skin Brought it all back to me I am never without you
By the old oak tree I buried it there Pieces of you Pieces of me When the water touched my toes I threw it out to sea What was left of you What was left of me The warm breeze against my skin Brought it all back to me I am never without you
Mei Mei's Musings 