She was a kind of small tree with smooth shiny leaves... that do not fall in winter

So I tried to tend towards the one she used to be One-sided with bravery and style... but once again not me!

As a sign that you´ll not use it... you change direction while continuing to march

So I tried to tend towards the one she used to be... but once again I confound you and me

Desensitize a weak feeling... dash it all!

I´ve lost again... with bravery and style