The Tree Outside Lyrics - The Samples

Somewhere in the sky it's harvest time 

Looking at the things I've left behind 

Crow is singing in the reckled light 

In the back of his mind, something's right 

Whisper in my ear, tell me this 

That the branch is getting thin 

I can see the stop just up one more mile 

It's coming 'round the bend 

Leaves are crunching underneath the feet 

Cold is on the face, red with heat 

Bring yourself inside, face the fire 

Cold is out there now, frozen wire 

See you standing here on the bay 

Wind blows your hair, your eyes they're glazed 

And I thought I could come down 

Stare into the water, see your face again 

Or I could climb the tree outside your house