The Speed of Trees

Sometimes in the dead of the night
I'm dreaming I'm flying at the speed of light
And in two seconds I'm brushing past the face of the moon

Eight seconds flat on the surface of mars
I'm kicking up the red dust
I'm drinking in bars
I lean back and raise a toast to the stars tonight
When I'm dreaming at the speed of light

Some days I just sat onboard the speed of sound
I step off this porch and blow a kiss to this whole damn town
I let off one of them sonic booms
And break all the windows in 11 rows
I'd blow off the hats of the boys at the old fair ground
For laughing at the speed of sound

Need to say go
Why don't you go there?
If you want to go why don't you decide?
Pick a row
Just decide
Is it a train or a plane or a bride?
Decide, decide, decide, decide

You're love makes me move at the speed of trees
Lay down some roots, I've grown a head full of make believe
It weren't for that face or yours
I'd be riding in the windows, blowing out doors
Look at me here I'm planning square down on my knees
On my knees on my knees
I'm asking for the speed of trees
Trees, trees