Through the Oak Tree

Where the water meets my dreams Farther then the deepest sea’s, A day with you and me, That is all I see, through the oak tree. The waves surround my skin, As a blanket they come again. Rushing all around, such a lovely sound, That is what I see, through the oak tree. The leaves whisper through the wind, As the wind breaths into my skin, And the grass still comes again. That is what I see, through the oak tree. I’m laughing at the scene Although inside my heart is green. Still the waters calm my soul, And the rivers run till there is no more. That is all I see through the oak tree That is all I dream through the deep sea That is all I see, for me and only me.