by Bobby Whitlock. There's a thorn tree in the garden if you know just what I mean. And I hate to hurt your feelings but its not the way it seems. 'Cause I miss her.. She's the only girl I've cared for the only one I've known.. And no one ever shared more love than we've known.. And I miss her.. But it all seems so strange to see. That she'd never turn her back on me. And leave without a last goodbye.. And if she winds up walking the streets. Loving every other man she meets. Who'll be the one to answer why?. Lord I hope it's not me it's not me.. And if I never see her face again I never hold her hand.. And if she's in somebody's arms I know I'll understand. But I miss that girl. I still miss that girl.. Maybe someday soon somewhere..