Outside my window stands a tree
Every day I look at it
And it comforts me
In spring time it stands lush and green
The rain came down over the parched yellow field
you could almost hear the field shout with glee.
The flowers and the trees were happy as could be.
The smell of rain was as fresh as the morning dew,
What a daydreamer am I
always looking at the sky
I love the wind as it blows
through the trees,
Thoughts Of You
Thoughts of you Russ fill my days
in oh so many different ways
when you were small and sweet as could be.
The years went so fast, too fast for me
Dear dad, I never got to tell you
what you really meant to me.
I wanted to be your little girl
and sit upon your knee