The wind in the trees can only sing for so long
Without getting tired, and losing its breath
The apple aside of its best friend who's a pear
Over the hill, long ago
The wind in the trees can only sing for so long
Without getting tired, or losing its breath
The apple aside of its best friend who's a pear
Over the hill, long ago
The wind in the trees can only sing for so long
Without getting tired, or losing its breath