The Golden Bough

Only see you in the summertime
When the weather's fine
You disappear when the cold wind blows
Creep inside my mind

Then I realize, then I realize, then I realize
There's no one waiting for

The wish we made by our window
Never left my side
Saw you walk across the lonely tracks
Far beyond my eye

Then I realize, then I realize, then I realize
There's no one waiting for

Wrote about you from The Golden Bough
To the mountainside
I watched you running with the buttercups
In a field of lies

Then I realize, then I realize, then I realize
There's no one waiting for