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… [x2] 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

Rode the [?] from The Golden Bough To the mountainside I watched you running with the buttercups In a field of lies