I wonder about what you're thinking
And what you're next going to say
And I wonder if you wonder what I'm thinking of
If so I'm drifting away
A world of surprise it awaits you
Because you're still wondering why
Your future is something that's already been
And your past but a gleam in your eye
Sycamore, Sycamore, Sycamore I wonder
Heaven's big arms are surrounding
It's a well that never runs dry
What will you find when you're drifting on by
When colors and sound do collide
Sycamore, Sycamore, Sycamore I wonder
Picked yourself up by your shoestrings
Let in some rays from a sun
The one in the sky
That when it drifted on by
Whispered that you were alright
What's going to happen past midnight
When meaning has melted away
There's you and there's me
And we're under this tree
And we're here with stars in our eyes
Sycamore, Sycamore, Sycamore I wonder