I climbed a tree when I was nine   I hung above a perfect scene   Oh this perfect scene   The winter birds were flying home in a crooked V   My jacket ripped and I was bit by frozen teeth      Who ever said lovers can't be fighters?   I never said, never said.   Who ever said lovers can't be fighters   Never saw my face       When April came,    I finally climbed down from my branch    And said I've seen the coldest colds    And I'm ready to grow old without you.   I can do this alone.   Nature doesn't make mistakes   I can do this alone.   Nature doesn't make mistakes