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the Singing Tree

All I know  
is the place I used to rest
underneath the singing tree
next to the riverbed
and when I brought you there
the moonlight in your hair
you said it would be best
then you kissed my head and left
 
and I know nothing but this tree
the river and these leaves  
so I'll hide and I'll rest  
in the place I know best  
underneath my singing tree
underneath my singing tree
x2
 
All I know  
is the place I used to rest
with my head by the moss
singing songs up to the moon
there in the midnight calm
and when I begin to hum
the tune of me and you
you come back to life
and I remember
I remember me and you
 
and I know nothing but this tree
the river and these leaves  
so I'll hide and I'll rest  
in the place I know best  
underneath my singing tree
underneath my singing tree
x2
 
I know nothing but this tree
it's safe here beneath the leaves
the rush of the river in my ears
drowning out the misery  
I know nothing but this tree
underneath my singing tree
underneath my singing tree
this is where Im meant to be
 
 
Written by fieryangelsouljia (M6rr6g6n)
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