Song parody of
The Tree
by Kileza
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Just like a fairy tale
From a story book or
From the chapters of my life
I got to take a look
At a new prince charming
With a funky kind of style
And then he asked me
If I'd kindly sing a song
And to the djembe he was kept
We flowed together like
Two souls in a sarong
The cup of heaven over-spilt
You are the Tree
You are the Tree
On which I stand
I want to lay my little head
Inside your hands
And in this itty little
Bitty world of charm
I feel safe
I feel safe
I feel safe
Inside your arms
You are to me a boy
Showed your heart to me
With the beating of your drum
The source of all my joy
Not a branch or tree
But the root from which I come
And then he asked me
If I'd kindly sing a song
And to the djembe he was kept
We flowed together like
Two souls in a sarong
The cup of heaven over-spilt
You are the Tree
You are the Tree
On which I stand
I want to lay my little head
Inside your hands
And in this itty little
Bitty world of charm
I feel safe
I feel safe
I feel safe
Inside your arms
Just like a fairy tale
From a story book or
From the chapters of my life
I got to take a look
At a new prince charming
With a funky kind of style
And then he asked me
If I'd kindly sing a song
And to the djembe he was kept
We flowed together like
Two souls in a sarong
The cup of heaven over-spilt
You are the Tree
You are the Tree
On which I stand
I want to lay my little head
Inside your hands
And in this itty little
Bitty world of charm
I feel safe
I feel safe
I feel safe
Inside your arms
You are to me a boy
Showed your heart to me
With the beating of your drum
The source of all my joy
Not a branch or tree
But the root from which I come
And then he asked me
If I'd kindly sing a song
And to the djembe he was kept
We flowed together like
Two souls in a sarong
The cup of heaven over-spilt
You are the Tree
You are the Tree
On which I stand
I want to lay my little head
Inside your hands
And in this itty little
Bitty world of charm
I feel safe
I feel safe
I feel safe
Inside your arms
