Once upon a time there was a little pine tree
Living a good life happy and free
He felt so special among the others on the ground
Because there wasn't any other of his kind around
One day he looked up and saw that the sun was gone
There were only clouds up there running and havving fun
All of a sudden BOOM, there was a sound
The clouds started crying and wetting the mound
In the little Pine's eyes everything was changing
Everyday it was cold and the sky was raining
He couldn't recognize his friends because they'd lost their leaves
After that he was never the same which is what everyone believes
Eventhough he was the only tree that was alive in the fall
It wasn't something that he cared about at all
The spring came and everything was green again
But he didn't talk to the trees because he knew the sky would someday rain
Which to him meant that his friends will be once more gone
And that would make him live through the winter all alone