Paroles de The White Birch and the Sycamore

One day when I was feeling very low My love had gone, and oh, I loved him so The sky was dim, the grass was gray And then I heard the white birch say Yes, the white birch said to the sycamore Did you see him walking out the door If he'd bend a bit it would help a lot 'Cause the trees all know what the man forgot My love, will you go walking through the trees And hear them talking with the gentle breeze I turned to go and heard again A conversation with a wren Yes, the field mouse said to the little wren Do you think he's coming home again If he'd bend a bit it would help a lot 'Cause the trees all know what the man forgot I stayed a while and watched the daylight go The sun had set and left a lovely glow The little sounds of earth and sky Still give me hope that he'll pass by And the crickets chirruped till the shades grew long And the little bird sang an evening song Then the white birch said to the sycamore There's the key that fits to his own front door