A magnificent tree, tall and tangled
Sits above your, glistening hair
And I feel you, across the grinning grass
But all I hear, all I hear is you
Sing to me in currents
Under the captured sun
They might beat your voice down
With sticks and thumps
But all I hear, all I hear is you
How cruel is this, that these wild eyes
Still look for you in me, every time
Under the soft skies, and hard stars
But all I see. all I see is you