Every time I see you passing by
I see something I've never seen before
And every time I think I'm gonna fly
I find someone to hold me down some more
And its wonderful to slip
On this street so easily
So I don't know what you mean
Paint the tree green
When you go you know I'm gone with you
All I want is to leave this mess behind
And they don't know building ladders to the moon
Will keep them from you, almost every single time
And its wonderful to slip
On this street so easily
So I don't know what you mean
Paint the tree green
You paint the tree green
Aahh, you paint the tree green
Every time I see you passing by
I am someone I'll never be again
And it was wonderful to slip
On this street I'd never seen
Now they can't do a thing
But paint the tree green
Now it's not what it seems
I don't know what you mean now
Paint the tree green
You paint the tree green
You paint the tree green
You paint the tree green
Aahh, you paint the tree green
Imsite