7 acessos
And when I die tomorrow
Go tell the trees
How much I loved you
Go tell the wind
That climbs up the trees and makes the branches fall
How much I loved you
And tell a child young enough to understand
Tell a dog just by looking
Tell a house made of bricks
Tell a city turn to stone how much I loved you
But don't ask any body to believe
That just a man and just a woman just a human being
Loved you as much as me.