When I was born
You were a sapling on the lawn
And as I grew,
You developed, too
Strong limbs that I liked to tease
Would billow in the breeze,
Intoxicating bees
Oh and in your shade,
I was first laid
You stood and you swayed
I moved on, you stayed
I moved on, you stayed
When I was born
You were a sapling on the lawn
And as I grew,
You developed, too
And promises were made
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