Hiding behind the trees
Disappearing...
Singing of the wind
Escapes up high
Losing track of the days
In my only lil' corner of the world
All I got to do is
Expand my territory.
All I got to do is
Expand my territory
In the motion of life.
Follow the dancing bees
Roll over hill and feel the ground
I'm a designer of good times
Not every tree is old,
Not every cloud spells a?
All I got to do is
Expand my territory.
All I got to do is
Expand my territory
In the motion of life.
