Lightning struck an oak tree trunk that still stands out in
Where daffodils grew there in spring, there it grew leafs of
Lightning struck when clouds all changed on a clear blue
Before that change the whistle began, there we said our last
My memory of that oak tree and a girl, who is not
Years long gone by, when she and I sat beside that tree
Both of us had our own dreams went Whistle in the wind our
Where we would be beside that tree, leaves memories always.
Before the wind the whistle begins, through the stem sounds
that rain is on its way,
After the rain and wind the whistle ends, on the leafs the
rain drops stay.
Dark clouds appear heat fills the air, after the silence
appeared a flash of light,
Thunder sounds all around that tree the lightning strikes.
Thunder sounds all around that tree the lightning strikes,
That tree the lightning strikes.