Counting Rings on a Fallen Tree

Counting rings on a fallen tree
Wish you were here so you could see the scenery
It's better viewed in person
The camera won't get it right

In my mind see it all so clear
Took a thorn and pierced your ear
Flowers in our hair
Staying out past sunset

And why can't some stars stay
As the night sky seems to fade

Laying down as the storm rolls in
Flowers carried on the wind
It whispers in my ear
Our days are surely numbered



Credits
Writer(s): Sam Mcmullan
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