Thorn Tree In The Garden

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.