Thorn Tree in The Garden — текст песни (Eric Clapton)

By bobby whitlock



Theres a thorn tree in the garden, if you know just what I mean,

And I hate to hurt your feelings but its not the way it seems,

cause I miss her.



Shes the only girl Ive cared for, the only one Ive known.

And no one ever shared more love than weve known.

And I miss her.



But it all seems so strange to see,

That shed never turn her back on me

And leave without a last goodbye.

And if she winds up walking the streets,

Loving every other man she meets

Wholl be the one to answer why?

Lord, I hope its not me, its not me.



And if I never see her face again, I never hold her hand.

And if shes in somebodys arms, I know Ill understand

But I miss that girl. I still miss that girl.



Maybe someday soon, somewhere.