We went on a ride
I could pretend I didn’t know where
But it was to that new diner
And I left you there, under the Oak Tree
We all got in the car
We all wore our seatbelts
Dad was driving and mom was singing
And I left you there, under the Oak Tree
The road was empty
And we were arguing about something
I pretended to forget about it
And I left you there, under the Oak Tree
The sun was shining
And we were struggling
Mom began to yell
And I left you there, under the Oak Tree
I remember there was a deer
And I remember the car swerving
I don’t remember the impact
And I left you there, under the Oak Tree
I heard mom’s scream before
The lucky deer got away
Dad was silent after
And I left you there, under the Oak Tree
We hit an Oak Tree
It was hundreds of years old
You were only nine
And I left you there, under the Oak Tree
I remember the Oak Tree
You took off your seatbelt to fight me
You didn’t get to put it back on
And I left you there, under the Oak Tree
I held your cold hand
For about twenty minutes
Until the police came
And I left you there, under the Oak Tree
The crying after was horrible
The silence in the house was worse
The car was irreparable
And I left you there, under the Oak Tree
I sometimes go back to that Oak Tree
And sit by it ever so gently
And the wind warmly holds my hand
I’m so sorry I left you there under the Oak Tree