The Lonely Tears That Water My Tree
The tears on her face, the fear in her eyes
She will say she is fine, but that is lie
Out in the orchard, for weeks now it seems
I’ve seen her weep alone, even in my dreams
Never have I seen someone as depressed as she
The lonely tears that water my tree
The townspeople say she is mad, lonely and broken
Though I wonder if it is mere lies they have spoken
You can hear her whisper her wishes aloud for the world to hear
Hoping for someone to grant them and wash away her fear
Her sadness is as deep and mysterious as the endless sea
The lonely tears that water my tree
Ever since I saw her, nothing seemed to be the same
Everything seemed sadder, colorless, a feeling hard to name
Have I, in all my life, never noticed the hardships others have had to withstand?
I can no longer live a happy life when I know others have been dealt a worse hand
I sit beside her, who then turns to look at me
The lonely tears to water my tree