At the edge of the forest
Where winds make grain call
Stand this oak
So mighty and tall
And overwhelming sight
Keeping the story of two lives
Will their secret
Ever be revealed?
Four number carved deeply
In the bark of the tree
Scars
Once made for love
They were so in love
A “You and me forever”
Can it be true
That all this has gone?
I do believe that a part of it is left
A part that will never die
I d believe that a part of it is left
A part that will never die
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