Oak Tree Lyrics

I love the rain
When it's cold outside
Your steamy window pane
And I, watch you sleep
I know all the naughty little secrets
That you keep

'cause I am the old Oaktree

I love the wind
I know all the savory places that she's been
Sometimes, when it suits me
I spread all my branches
And let the sun pass through me

'cause I am the old Oak Tree