This morning I caught Sam's cold,
Ronnie Dun singing about life these days,
and suddenly your face staring at me through the trees
The trees will be forever changed now
I can't decide if it's your face or her father's
too many minutes studying through the different panes
has left me confused and grieving
for the trees that are no longer simple
trees but pictures of your face
or his, back before you both left
Ronnie Dun singing about life these days,
and suddenly your face staring at me through the trees
The trees will be forever changed now
I can't decide if it's your face or her father's
too many minutes studying through the different panes
has left me confused and grieving
for the trees that are no longer simple
trees but pictures of your face
or his, back before you both left
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