Love was always perched on the high branch,
I never cared to see,
I heard the song coming from above me,
spent my time idling around in the greens,
Composed a few verses to go with it, the world loved it;

Heard the flapping of the wings, the coming and going, the discontented search, she flew here and there, I  never knew what was missing on the high branch;

I kept waiting for long in my life, nothing touched me, I touched none, few words here, few wasted there, then one day realized that time had flown, like a long lost soul, I came back to the tree, I read out loud my verses, and the familiar song blurted out for me,
I looked up to see, there she was, all along waiting for something,

Love was always perched on that high branch for me…