I wake in the night and i want to write about what we went through
I've been lying still for weeks
Got this new piano, and its older than my dad
But it sings the way i think so i stay at home and play
I get in and out some of these days
I'd rather swing below this old red tree
But i get tired, i've seen too much
I aint got a dollar to my name but full of stories i am
I ramble on about love and her and her
There were two of them, one left and on died
One year in the life, you know i lost everything
But i found a new home in the women i belong to
They make me tired, i've seen too much
I aint never been so alone and i've never felt so cold
And i swear that i want love more than i want gold
I'd trade it all for one more story with you
Or one more kiss with her, one more year innocent
And there was a time not so long ago when i knew i had the world
And i held it close, close enough to let me go
It made me tired, i've seen too much
I said ayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayaya
My past swings away from me as i swing beneath this old red tree
Been swinging here for years now
And i've swung through their deaths and weddings and confessed love
To the women i belong to
My mothers getting older and she watched colder winters as we age
Who does she belong to
I bet she's tired, bet she's seen too much
Im tired, you know i've seen too much
Im tired, i've seen too much
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