Under The Oak Tree

I'm sitting under, under the oak tree And enjoy the last rays of dawn I'm sitting there by your side and just feel free I'm sitting there by your side under the oak tree Sometimes I long for that For that feeling of carelessness Then I go back with you to the hill Where the oak's as still as usual What would you say If it could stay this way? If it could last forever Would it be okay? There as always the nightingales sing The sweet violets do smell like spring I put one into your hair and you smile at me I put one into your hair under the oak tree And we're climbing on top of the tree There we look for, for the candy We once hid in the hole where there used to be A nest full of birds, there on the oak tree Sometimes I long for that For that feeling of carelessness Then I go back with you to the hill Where the oak's as still as usual What would you say If it could stay this way? If it could last forever Would it be okay? Oh tell me what would you say If it could stay this way? If it could last forever Would it be okay? Tell me would you stay? Oh stay with me Wouldn't that be great? Oh yeah Oh yeah