45

I was but a boy, somewhere between schools
Running from the army and violence of fools
I had no idea which road led to love
Till I met the eyes I felt worthy of

Now I'm 45, alone in the garden
Standing under my beloved pear tree
I had dreams and I had passions
Thought life was filled with compassion
Now it is just the tree
Just the tree and me

I was but a teen, in that ninth floor room
Touching the moments that sprouted to bloom
Didn't have to know, didn't have to ask
Till the eyes turned out to be just a mask

Now I'm 45, alone in the garden
Smoking under my beloved pear tree
I had passions and I had hopes
Thought home was where I belong
Now it is just the tree
Just the tree and me

I was but a man, when I said 'I do'
Knowing my mistakes, and there were a few
Never crossed my mind, life would sneak a change
Till the eyes I loved had become estranged

Now I'm 45, alone in the garden
Singing under my beloved pear tree
I had hopes and I had dreams
Thought love was what had been real
Now it is just the tree
Just the tree and me

I have loved and I have hurt
Don't feel yet it is the end
Even though it is just a tree
Even though it is just a tree
But it's just my tree
Just my tree and me