F7 G You are nothing but a piece of driftwood A# C F7 But I can feel the pain and misery G And in this rut Iʼm stuck with roots a-pining A# C F7 But Iʼm not a man so I must be a tree F7 I canʼt be real, yes I must be a tree Gm C F7 I bloom my spring then comes the fall that withers me F7 And through this cold Iʼm dormant ʼtil you call on me Gm D# F7 Thatʼs why I know that I must be a tree F7 G Every month you mate our need gets bigger A# C F7 My heart has hardened like a knot of wood F7 G And things wonʼt be so shady for you anymore A# C F7 Someday this tree will branch out towards the other wood F7 I canʼt be real, no I must be a tree Gm C F7 I bloom my spring then comes the fall that withers me F7 And through this cold Iʼm dormant ʼtil you call on me Gm D# F7 Thatʼs why I know that I must be a tree
