You told me the rain would be coming downnSo I stayed inside with my bottlenI heard what you said, I always hearnI just don't learn so good, I know I should listen more carefully, more carefullynnYou said our love was like a bonsai treenAnd of course, you were rightnOh, that's why, darling, it's a tragedynTo find me drawing bonsai trees tonightnnOh how the light reflected off you when you came to menYa floated like Mary into my darkened roomnWe were there once things were fine, I was yours, you were minenWe had it all, it was ours, oh my god, below the starsnnAnd then you told me our love was like a bonsai treenAnd I knew you were rightnOh, that's why, darling, it's a tragedynTo find me drawing bonsai trees tonightnn