There is this place I go
It’s not far you know
Just there behind my house
Down in the trees
Where I think of all the things
That have happened to me
Sometimes I start to daydream
As the cars all go by
And the hours start to fly
To my disappointment
It will become dark
I have to go back up
No more time to think
I come back to reality
From my spot
Down in the trees
