These pines are not the ones that i`m used to They won`t carry me home when I cry Am I too far gone to recover Or can I turn if I try Should I trade my soul for another Should I stay and pretend that I`m happy Like so many times before
Yeah these pines Are not mine They don`t smell so sweet like the ones in my mind And I search the needles `Til I run out of time But I don`t see you in These Pines.
Di I stumble or falter my words When I`m saying everything is all right I`m not one to release my depression But these trees bring it out every night Well i don`t talk `cos I`m trying to listen To the wind take me home through these leaves But it`s quiet and don`t hear nothing Cos the wind doesn`t blow through these trees
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