Roman Meal - Cherry Tree Lane Lyrics

Well on her way down cherry tree lane
She can't help but think
The man she were with twas' not a nice fit
And now she walks alone

Until the hour where a mocking voice cries
Reminding her of whom she could be
Death of her love brought a blank white despair
Only to lose hope again

Soon she will be another man's dream
That's what she hoped
Well on the day, when wedding bells rang
Her old love had passed all gone

Everyone scolded her, said love had hold on her
She couldn't seem to agree
Down with the memories, broken down dreams
Of strolling down cherry tree lane

Soon she will be another man's dream
That is no doubt
Well on her way, alone in her grave
Buried on cherry tree lane