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