I Write Your Name, My Darling
I write your name, my darling, on the old treeYou write my name, my darling, on the sand in the streetI write your name, my darling, on the old treeYou wire my name, my darling, on the sand in the streetAnd tomorrow when it rains on the broken storiesYour name will remain, my darlingAnd mine will be erased
I talk about you, my darling, to the people of the neighborhoodYou talk about me, my darling, to the stream of waterI talk about you, my darling, to the people of the neighborhoodYou talk about me, my darling, to the stream of waterAnd when the night comes and people sit out under their lanternsThey will talk about you, my darlingAnd I will be forgottenThey will talk about you, my darlingAnd I will be forgotten
And you gave me a roseI showed it to my friendsI hid it in my book then planted it on my pillowI gave you a flower potYou didn't take care of itUntil the present got lostAnd you gave me a roseI showed it to my friendsI hid it in my book then planted it on my pillowI gave you a flower potYou didn't take care of itUntil the present got lostAnd you gave me a roseI showed it to my friendsI hid it in my book then planted it on my pillowI gave you a flower potYou didn't take care of itUntil the present got lost
And you tell me you love meYou don't know how muchSince you love me so much, why oh why?Do I write your name, my darling, on the old tree?You write my name, my darling, on the sand in the street?Do I write your name, my darling, on the old tree?You write my name, my darling, on the sand in the street?And tomorrow when it rains on the broken storiesYour name will remain, my darlingYour name will remain, my darlingAnd mine will be erasedMine will be erased