Climb a tree to touch the sky through the leaves I watch the birds fly in the softly swaying breeze from my nest among the trees
So the golden light dances through the pattern of branches all the colours of autumn, alive
As the leaves of evening fall from my throne above us all where the faithful blossom flowers here I while away for hour after hour
Climb a tree to touch the sky
So the golden light dances through the pattern of branches all the colours of autumn, alive
As the leaves of evening fall from my throne above us all where the faithful blossom flowers here I while away for hour after hour
Climb a tree to touch the sky