There's our tree standing in the park
The sun has set now it's in the dark
Remember how sharp its needles are
If we tried to climb we wouldn't get too far
When we met the songs you liked were sad
It seemed dark clothes were all you had
Well I've lost my tie dye and my plaid
So I hope you think this song is bad
You want to find a tree to climb
Well that's okay I just need time
The story under our tree was told
The pages written, tinged with gold
This rainy day-- the sun will shine
Under this tree I'll draw the line
Well seasons change but our tree is pine
And you were the best thing that's ever been mine