Mr Oak
There is one for whom I still care
So again I send up a prayer
That Mr. Oak would come to find
It's his heart he should listen to over his mind
My life is incomplete without him
So now I guess I'm out on a limb
You just want to be my friend?
Still feel that way? Can oak trees Bend?
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