It's our place, but you don't even know
Her quiet warmth, it harbours me
When hopeless pain becomes a mask
And unknown thoughts flow down the creek
Like the tree wherein I carved
Her name and mine three years apart
My heart betrays the stilted marks.
Where bark has fallen -- the lines remain.
And like the tree, I'll ne'er forget
The star-crossed hopes and dreams I shared;
The single heart, the only one.
The girl who meant the world to me
The cause of salt-drenched wandering
And bargaining with God on high
But I, I know in time she'll pass
And sink again beneath the bark
Ten years from now, with wife and child,
I can't expect to be content
But equalness in love is prime
What's good for her, I understand
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