• I sit near the tree ever so tall
    Knowing that I'm alone
    Trying to stay stiff as a stone
    In an effort not to ball

    He went to war
    Begged me to merry him
    I really did love Tim
    He always wanted more

    Tim's gone now
    And I didn't say 'I do'
    Or even 'I love you'
    To my grate sadness and tears I bow

    I lean my head against the door
    Knowing that I'll live past this war