In My Treehouse

They say if you're not taking risks

You're hardly living

Always put me down, so unforgiving

So I find a quiet place to pass the time

A quiet place where I can unwind

A quiet place away from it all

Somewhere up high

Captain's deck, the bird's eye view

My stuffed elephant, and imaginary friend, "Blu"

I wanna bottle up that feeling

Take it with me through the years

Take a sip or two to drown all my fears

Growing old, it's nasty biz

In my treehouse, it did not exist

All there was, was the wind and the leaves

And all there was, was the wind and the leaves