Nestled deep within my soul

A tree of love grows tall

Branches full of flowers that bloom

Red like a lover's call

 

Whilst my tree of love grew tall

The leaves on his were shed

Red like a lover’s call

Fallen on the ground. Dead.

 

The leaves on his tree were shed

With nothing left to share

They had fallen on the ground, dead

His tree left empty and bare

 

With nothing left to share 

My tree of love grew old 

His was empty and bare  

Left mine neglected and cold

 

And as my tree grew old 

I was always scared to show

Him my tree of love 

Nestled deep within my soul