Trees

Sunshine plays on the radio Oh, how the static weaves in and out Whispering things I don't know about Starlight greets the window Oh, how the shadows shift back and forth Tiding in grey dreams of Trees that walk at will They don't remember what it's like to feel They don't remember what is right or real Fields of daffodils I don't remember what it's like to smile I don't remember if I'm worth the while Sunshine kisses strings of kite Oh, how the sadness spools up and away Up in the clouds above where we stay Trees, they walk at will They don't remember what it's like to feel They don't remember what is right or real Fields of daffodils I don't remember what it's like to smile I don't remember if I'm worth the while