A PROMISE
when the trees have grown too tall
and the seeds are a memory
take the shade
take the shade
when your baby birds leave the nest
teach them all that you know
and wish for the best
then watch them fly
watch them fly
because no one likes time in a world full of pleasures
but some got to dig much longer to find their treasure
and I miss your touch, I need your love
I know you care more than any soul above
so I promise you this
I promise
the shade will be perfect
when my branches are all grown
and when my wings are calm
I’ll fly home
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