Tired of Me

The summer has come again
Though the spring is still my friend
Water drips from the thieves
Than I do when I’m around you

I’ll save your place
As you left without a trace
Away from our tree
Winds blow cold
And the tree grows old
Is it time to say you’re tired of me?

If the sun were to go away
I wouldn’t care, because I know I’ll stay
Right here next to the tree
Grown by you and me
To hide us from the rules

Though your shadow disappeared
As my soul grew near
You needed room for three
As the sun burns out
I have no doubt
But is it time to say you’re tired of me?

Was it the news I never gave
Was it the age you always crave
Between the snow and the blue sky
And the leaves that fall and die
I’ll find time to grow in the in-betweens

Our tree has fallen down
And you never came around
To give this boy an apology
But the pieces fell into place
And I know you were never the case
I know you were tired of me

The wind blows cold
The tree grew old
But you were always tired of me.