If you cry hard enough
behind the closed door.
You'll see a tiny tree
it's growing from the floor.

And soon you'll realize
how little tree appears .
It took it's strength from woe
and is fed by your tears.

Where Is My Oak?
Where Is My Oak?
Where Is My Oak Tree?

If you cry hard enough
behind the closed door.
You'll see a tiny tree
it's growing from the floor.

Always running from the crowd
does not want to speak out loud

Sitting by the closed door
always wanted something more

Now my mind is calm and dry
and I wonder who am I?

Now I got something to do:
find the words to say 'Love You'.

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