From time to time, I don’t want to be a
Little tree in a little yard.
I want to be a big tree and
Touch the sky and the stars.
So, when the breeze blows, I close my eyes and
Let my leaves fly hoping that
They’ll make it to the sky, and dance
Amongst the stars in the moonlight.
But mostly, I’m delighted to be a
Little tree in a little yard,
With little children amongst my branches
Playing and giggling away.