BELOW THE OAK TREE
Gone are the stormy nights and rainy days...
I love you for who you are,
I don't care about your looks...
You expect me to be your everything with nothing...
I am no longer giving my love to the undeserved...
Remember?
When we squashed up together in your favourite...
Here I sit once again
Alone within my own mind...
I'll leave my porch light shinning,
even throughout the day...
Sing me a song that I long to hear
A simple melody to hold you near...
Me and you
I wish it were true...
I smile in pretence
not knowing my eyes is shedding tears...
I'm finally at the point
where I cannot take it anymore...
You held me like that of a child
soft and calm I wished for the comfort of your...
Dying for your love
Like a man fights for his country...