Sorrow Bearing Tree
Let’s not wait ’til Summerland
Take my hand and make some room
For our souls to mend
We planted seeds
That came to bloom
Is this what life deserves
What love is worth
I suffer from an overkill of sensitivity
I feel all
My tears are shaken from the Sorrow Bearing Tree
I'm on my hands and knees
What is left to offer,
When you won’t receive from me
My treasures, my empathy
We planted seeds
That came to bloom
Is this what life deserves?
What love is worth?
I suffer from an overkill of sensitivity
I feel all
My tears are shaken from the Sorrow Bearing Tree
I'm on my hands and knees
The morning comes to consciousness, there’s life in the palms of my soiled hands
Our souls stretched out, across the sky.
I’ve seen the moment
Is this too much, is this too much to take
Is this too much to give
Is this too much to ask
Is this what life deserves
What love is worth…