Sitting underneath a silver tree,
Remembering the night you came to me.
Brazenly staring at the stars,
Lying side-by-side on the grass –
Promises, glances, singing songs,
Laughing, in the moonless sky
Whispering secrets all night long.
Then dawn attacked, the howling wind,
You left me knowing my finger tips.
Here I am – and here I lay,
More alone I’ve never been.
Waiting for another stolen kiss,
Wondering what could have been
Hoping you’ll come to me again
Sitting underneath a silver tree.