Sitting on the tree trunk where we used to be
i look back at the memories when u were with me
with a stone in my hand i carve a heart onto the tree
marking it the way you marked me
I sit back and listen to the sounds of last spring
where our laughs dance and birds sing
i remember how your face glowed with the suns beam
and the way you showed me things i couldnt see....
like the way the trees sway with the wind as if they were dancin
the way the river wished over the pebbles and stones finding it's way back home
and every little thing had a big unique story
you were a believer and that's what you told me.
laying down watching the waters reach the land
i'm holding a pebble very tightly in my hand
and i draw a heart with our initials into the sand
it looks so right from up here where i stand.
i sit back and listen to the sounds of last summer
the laughs, giggles and the splashing of water
and you looked up at the sky and gave a hollar
that the world was filled of marvelous wonders.....
like the way the palm trees sway in the wind as if they were dancin
the way the waves crashed on the shore made you feel at home
and every little thing had a big unique story
you were a believer and that's what you told me
oooh but baby the leaves are fallen and everything is gray
nothing is how it used to be, it changes everday
i thought being a believer would make you a dreamer and stay
but i guess you believe in easy things and avoid the hard way
Sitting on the tree trunk where we used to be
i look back at the memories when u were with me
with a stone in my hand i carve a heart onto the tree
marking it the way you marked me
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