Sad

I used to know this old scarecrow My joy and sorrow Cast alone between the furrows No longer sown by anyone Sad so sad Sad so sad Beneath these branches I once wrote such childish words for you I held a dandelion When summer burned the earth again Sad so sad Sad so sad Sad so sad Sad so sad No longer sown by anyone Sad so sad Sad so sad Sad so sad Sad so sad Sad so sad Sad so sad Sad