We sit beneath the tree
And the birds sing a song of love
That's meant for us alone,
And you hold my hand.
You kiss my fingers, with lips
As gentle as butterflies wings.
Your words of love as soft as
The merest whisper of a breeze
Passing between the still leaves
That shield us from the heat of the sun,
Your arms around me, holding me
As the banks hold the river,
And the love flows through me
As the water flows downstream
For all eternity.
Then I open my eyes and you are gone,
I am alone and...
The tears fall like the gentle rain
And my heart breaks into a thousand pieces
Like a pebble thrown into a still pond
Shattering the quite tranquillity..
And I am dead.