Over the Treetops

Hey, beautiful farm on the top of the hill Whenever I pass by I’m thinking I will Find someone like you, goodbye avenue And then I’ll be yearning for this too Over the treetops fly Birds in the sky Over the treetops high High in the sky Stop calling her restless, she moves in the sun Gets out of bed past noon, closer to one I follow her mind, I follow her blind She leaves and I’m two steps behind Over the treetops fly Birds in the sky Over the treetops high High in the sky A trip is a fall To fall is to trip A trip is a fall To fall is to trip A trip is a fall To fall is to trip A trip is a fall She changes how she feels about things, that’s okay It works for me, I think I like it that way Nothing is true, something is false Address the child as a whole Over the treetops fly Birds in the sky Over the treetops high High in the sky Over the treetops fly Birds in the sky Over the treetops high High in the sky Over the treetops fly Birds in the sky Over the treetops high High in the sky