A Tree In The Meadow - Margaret Whiting

There’s a tree in the meadow

With a stream drifting by

And carved upon that tree I see

«I love you till I die»

I will always remember

The love in your eye

The day you carved upon that tree

«I love you till I die»

But further on down lovers' lane

A silhouette I see

I know you’re kissing someone else

I wish that it were me

By that tree in the meadow

My thoughts always lie

And wherever you go, you’ll always know

I love you till I die