Touch The Sky

Climb a tree to touch the sky

Through the leaves I watch the birds fly

In the softly swaying breeze

From my nest among the trees

So the golden light dances

Through the pattern of branches

All the colours of autumn, alive

As the leaves of evening fall

From my throne above us all

Where the faithful blossom flowers

Here I while away for hour after hour

So the golden light dances

Through the pattern of branches

All the colours of autumn, alive

Climb a tree to touch the sky