On That Note: The Trees

When I was young
It seemed that life was so wonderful
A miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical
And all the birds in the trees
Well they'd be singing so happily
Oh joyfully, oh playfully watching me

 
I've got ripplin' water to wake me
To the mornin', my woman and love
And tall pine trees are pointing us easily
To heaven above

Blue spruce flaming on the grate in the evening
Takes the chill away fine
Cut the telephone line
And the story's the same

 
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