How can I say just how I feelDo you not know, or is this not real dearOne thing I know, there’s blood in a stoneImagine a weight inside my chestIf you should go that weight would crush my bones dearAnd what makes it worse is that this really hurtsLike a clump of treesDon’t cut me downEvergreenSometimes blueEvergreenSometimes blueAnd you can not see the wood for a clump of treesTrees, treesBah do do doLike a star when it falls its light lingers onJust like my heart just a little more slowlyFrom the sea, to the roots, to the treesIt’s burning time once moreAnd more and more timesMust the trees fall downTo leave my heart linger onLike a clump of treesDon’t cut me downEvergreenSometimes blueEvergreenSometimes blueWhen you can not see the wood for a clump of treesLike a clump of treesDon’t cut me downEvergreenSometimes blueEvergreenSometimes blueAnd you can not seeCan not seeCan not see the wood for a clump of trees