Dreams tucked away
Leaves hot like eyelids.
Through trees and clay,
We run like kids.
Trees dreaming in a day dream
And a day dream in a song
Sunbeams caressing on a stream
We're right where we belong.
Right from the start
Through clouds and Spring
You touched my heart
You touched my heart
And made it sing
Dreaming a yearlong longing
For trees and grass and sea,
Remains of mountains calling
And dreams that cannot be.














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