The giving tree
Gave her all
To those she loved
Let me be your giving tree
Every heartbeat, breathe and tear
All my waking moments
Consumer my very thoughts
I give to you all I am
The hanging tree
Where lovers go to die
My only crime was loving you
You were my hanging tree
I stretch my branches out to you
As I feel my leaves wither and
fall
Yet I still love you
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