Have you ever wondered what you would do

If the world was sweet and kindly exactly like you

Would you be afraid

Of what you got

Would you try to own a tree

Well you cannot



Tell me the fruits is yours, grown off a tree

Tell me you grew and don't you see

You didn't grow it you're not the sun or the rain

And if you went away it would grow again



Sometimes I wonder

What it is I see

Is it the world around us

Baby or is it me

I lie awake wondering what went wro ng

The world was ours for a sog