Текст песни Hootie & The Blowfish -  Not Even The Trees   
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Alone as I sit and watch the trees  
Won`t you tell me if I scream will they bend down and listen to me  
And it makes me wonder if I know the words will you come  
Or will you laugh at me  
Or will I run  
Little boy says to me,  
"Where you goin` now son"  
I said, "I don`t know where I`m goin` boy  
I only know where I`m from"  
And it makes me wonder  
If the stars shine when my eyes close  
Or does my brothers heart cry  
I don`t know  
I`m a stranger in my home  
Now that everybody`s gone  
Someone please talk to me  
Cause I feel you cry  
And you`re sitting with him  
And I know I`ll never see you again  
Lying down in Charleston under the Carolina sky  
You see I`m tired of feeling this pain  
I`m tired of living my own little lie  
And it makes me wonder  
When I see you in my dreams  
Does it mean anything  
Are you trying to talk to me  
I`m a stranger in my home  
Tell me are you feeling alone  
Someone tell me what to do  
`Cause I`m feeling strong  
And I wonder how you feel  
Do you realize my pain is for real  
I see you in my dreams  
And I wonder if you`re looking down at me  
And smiling right now  
I wanna know if it`s true  
When he looks at me  
Won`t you tell me  
Does he realize he came down here  
And he took you too soon  
And now my days are short an my nights are long  
I lay down with memories of you keep that keep me going on, going on  
It makes me wonder as I sit and stare  
Will I see your face again  
Tell me, do you care  
I`m a stranger in my home  
Living life on my own  
Right now I just can`t see  
`Cause i`m feeling weak  
And my sould begins to bleed  
And no one is listening to me, not even the trees