Tree
My roots run deep into the ground where no one can see
That I'm bound to stay in the place I grew up
And every spring I'll add another ring
When autumn comes and my leaves turn gold
I will shake them off and let the wind take them away
They disappear into the haze
Making their own ways
While I'm going grey
Staying in the same old place
That I'm bound to stay in the place I grew up
And every spring I'll add another ring
When autumn comes and my leaves turn gold
I will shake them off and let the wind take them away
They disappear into the haze
Making their own ways
While I'm going grey
Staying in the same old place
Credits
Writer(s): Martin Konvicka
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