I said I couldn't but you wouldn't take a no
You grabbed my arm I said let go
You laughed and asked
Do you really believe in the ghosts on this road
I said I really don't know but I'm not sure that I'd like to
I said hey
I've heard the stories of the hotel burning down
The rows of trees that stumped this town
I watched you leave
And you swore you'd return with an answer or two
On that Friday in June
It was the last time that I saw you
I said hey
I knew you so well
So long
Steer clear of tree street
Steer clear of tree street
Steer clear of tree street
Ah
I said hey
Steer clear of Tree Street