Ethel Tree Woman

Feeling cold, do your leaves keep You warm? Feeling sold, you cower every Storm. Insecure, you stand there all Alone. As they stare, you turn them all to Stone. SL Tree Woman, yeah. SL Tree woman, yeah. SL tree woman, yeah. Well, SL tree woman, Yeah. Speak so fine, though I don't hear what You say. Trembling line reminds me of The day. When you gripped that final Untruth And gave in to the silent cracks Of doubt. SL Tree woman, yeah. SL Tree woman, yeah. SL Tree woman, yeah. Well, SL Tree woman, yeah. SL tree woman, yeah. SL tree yeah. SL yeah. Well, SL tree Woman, woman, Yeah.