Tree

Do you know why I call you a tree?

happy ending is

to walking slowly under the trees

we can’t know everything when we’re babies

when fake things meet the wind

they become real

now I’ll go see the trees and we’ll be together

It might seem boring, but to me, that’s dancing

now I’ll go see the trees and we’ll be together

It might seem boring, but to me, that’s dancing

now I’ll go see the trees and we’ll be together

It might seem boring, but to me, that’s dancing

now I’ll go see the trees and we’ll be together

It might seem boring, but to me, that’s dancing

I love my messy hair

to me, that’s dancing

I love my afternoon hair

to me, that’s dancing

I love my messy hair

to me, that’s dancing

I love my afternoon hair

to me, that’s dancing

Do you know why I call you a tree?

happy ending is

to walking slowly under the trees

we can’t know everything when we’re babies

when fake things meet the wind

they become real

now I’ll go see the trees and we’ll be together

It might seem boring, but to me, that’s dancing

now I’ll go see the trees and we’ll be together

It might seem boring, but to me, that’s dancing

now I’ll go see the trees and we’ll be together

It might seem boring, but to me, that’s dancing

now I’ll go see the trees and we’ll be together

It might seem boring, but to me, that’s dancing

I love my messy hair

to me, that’s dancing

I love my afternoon hair

to me, that’s dancing

I love my messy hair

to me, that’s dancing

I love my afternoon hair

to me, that’s dancing