Sitting in My Tree

[Verse 1]
I often sit alone up in a tree
Waving to the ones that wave at me
I think, 'Well, just how stupid can they be
Waving to a man up in a tree?'

[Verse 2]
What they don't know is I am counting them
I even count the ladies and the men
I put the numbers in my little book
And only me can ever have a look

[Bridge]
All I ask is a peace of mind
Which I lost somewhere down amongst the mess
All I want is for people to be kind
And walk slower to be counted when they pass

[Piano Solo/Verse 3]
I think, 'Well, just how stupid can they be
Waving to a man up in a tree?'

[Verse 4]
I know that I will have to stop my fun
When I meet a girl who I cannot count on
Maybe marry her and happy we would be
Not counting, but a-sitting up a tree

[Outro]
I put the numbers in my little book
And only me can ever have a look
I think, 'Well, just how stupid can they be
Waving to a man up in a tree?'