Well, I wake in the night and I wanna write what we went through I've been still for weeks Got this new piano and older than my dad But it sings the way I think so I stay at home and
And I get in and out some of these Oh, I'd rather below this old red tree But I get tired, yeah, seen too much
I ain't got a dollar to my name, of stories I am I on about love and her and her There two of them, one left and one died
One in the life, you know I lost everything But I found a new home in the I belong to They make me tired, yeah, I've seen too
Oh, I never been so alone and I never felt so cold I swear that I want love than I want gold I'd trade it all for one more story you Or one more kiss with her, one more innocent
And there was a time not so long ago when I knew I had the Oh, I it close, close enough to let me go And it made me tired, yeah, I've seen too Oh yeah, I've seen too
Oh, I say Oh, I say
My swings away from me as I swing beneath this old red tree swinging here for years now And I swung through their and weddings And confessed love to the women I to
And my mother's getting old, she colder winters as we age Who she belong to I bet tired, bet she's seen too much I'm tired, I I've seen too much
I'm tired, yeah, seen too much Oh, I'm tired, yeah, seen too much Yeah, Im