I fell just before.
I don't know why.
Just couldn't walk anymore,
Something in my way.
Now my steps are smaller,
A little smaller than before.
So I will go to where the tea trees turn to wine.
I'll be just fine,
It takes a believer sometimes.
So I will go
To where the tea trees are.
Climbing over question marks,
Need to straighten some out.
Take them off my shoulder,
Put some space between.
So I will go to where the tea trees turn to wine.
I'll be just fine,
It takes a believer sometimes
