45

I was but a boy, somewhere between schools Running from the army and violence of fools I had no idea which road led to love Till I met the eyes I felt worthy of Now I'm 45, alone in the garden Standing under my beloved pear tree I had dreams and I had passions Thought life was filled with compassion Now it is just the tree Just the tree and me I was but a teen, in that ninth floor room Touching the moments that sprouted to bloom Didn't have to know, didn't have to ask Till the eyes turned out to be just a mask Now I'm 45, alone in the garden Smoking under my beloved pear tree I had passions and I had hopes Thought home was where I belong Now it is just the tree Just the tree and me I was but a man, when I said 'I do' Knowing my mistakes, and there were a few Never crossed my mind, life would sneak a change Till the eyes I loved had become estranged Now I'm 45, alone in the garden Singing under my beloved pear tree I had hopes and I had dreams Thought love was what had been real Now it is just the tree Just the tree and me I have loved and I have hurt Don't feel yet it is the end Even though it is just a tree Even though it is just a tree But it's just my tree Just my tree and me