If I were a tree I'd shake you off,
Who needs all those dying leaves?
I'd follow my roots to the underground,
Drink wine with all the thieves.
If I were a tree I'd give you wood,
Make you a dendrophiliac.
I'd have a laugh because I could;
Oh, my knots and twists are not for that.
Uproot me from the ground and plant me somewhere I belong
In the winter when my limbs are so bare
Uproot me from the ground and plant me somewhere I belong
In the winter when my limbs are so bare
If I were a tree I would age so the well;
I'd watch the years paint on your face
Follow my roots to the underground,
Watch you disappear without a trace.
Uproot me from the ground and plant me somewhere I belong
In the winter when my limbs are so bare
Uproot me from the ground and plant me somewhere I belong
In the winter when my limbs are so bare
In the winter when my limbs are so bare
Who needs all those dying leaves?
I'd follow my roots to the underground,
Drink wine with all the thieves.
If I were a tree I'd give you wood,
Make you a dendrophiliac.
I'd have a laugh because I could;
Oh, my knots and twists are not for that.
Uproot me from the ground and plant me somewhere I belong
In the winter when my limbs are so bare
Uproot me from the ground and plant me somewhere I belong
In the winter when my limbs are so bare
If I were a tree I would age so the well;
I'd watch the years paint on your face
Follow my roots to the underground,
Watch you disappear without a trace.
Uproot me from the ground and plant me somewhere I belong
In the winter when my limbs are so bare
Uproot me from the ground and plant me somewhere I belong
In the winter when my limbs are so bare
In the winter when my limbs are so bare