Is there a sadder sight Than a dead tree in a field? A shadow of what it used to be And like a husk it stands Lifeless in the breeze Surrounded by twisted, dead debris And I lie there, side by side Remind me of you and I The bonds once so alive Have now withered and died And I lie there, on my side Remind me of you and I The bonds once so alive Have now withered and died Is there a sadder sight Than a dead tree in a field? A shadow of what it used to be