Lyrics

In Lincoln Park there stands an old oak tree

Where I carved our names in nineteen eighty-three

Our first kiss was under her shade

A kiss so sweet the taste would never fade



The old oak tree will pretend

When the fall comes it is her end

Her leaves turn brown wither and fall

Til left with none at all



Cold winds blow through her barren limbs

Days are cut short the world turns dim

She rests in peace beneath a blanket of snow

Hiding the names carved long ago



Raindrops dive to the earth below

Splash on the ground her leaves will grow

The old oak tree's shadow returns in the spring

Bragging of a brand new ring



The oak tree stares down at me

She knows it's you I long to see

My dear old friend whispers a prayer

For the one we loved and shared



It's a new year

It's a new year

The old oak tree

Came back to me



Why can't you be

Why can't you be

Like the oak tree

Come back to me



The oak tree stares down at me

She's knows it's you I long to see

My dear old friend whispers a prayer

For the one we loved and shared



Instrumental



Why can't you be

Why can't you be

Like the tree