I'm in love with the Hawthorn Sure I like the Birch I need a hand, a volunteer Why does the Sycamore mean so much? Do you dream of a cold Alaska? Better wrap up warm tonight All I know is we're in a blue time Where the land is snow drop white You were such a pretty one You had a kid Did you have any idea Of the damage you did I'm in love with the Hawthorn Sure I like the Birch I need a hand, a volunteer Why does the Sycamore mean so much? Is this the day that loneliness Takes a hold of me? I've been stupid, unkind But I'm not too blind too see