There’s a tree in my garden | |
Tall and dark with countless leaves | |
And it whispers in the air | |
And it dances in the breeze | |
And it sways in the storm | |
But it’s hold is strong | |
And like the hope | |
That’s come my way | |
And turns me round | |
To face the sky | |
The rhythm of this world | |
The gift of life | |
The essence that can never die | |
By a river crystal bright | |
There’s a tree where waters flow | |
Leaves that fall for our healing | |
Scattered on the world below | |
Where angels dance | |
And voices sing |
There' s a tree in my garden | |
Tall and dark with countless leaves | |
And it whispers in the air | |
And it dances in the breeze | |
And it sways in the storm | |
But it' s hold is strong | |
And like the hope | |
That' s come my way | |
And turns me round | |
To face the sky | |
The rhythm of this world | |
The gift of life | |
The essence that can never die | |
By a river crystal bright | |
There' s a tree where waters flow | |
Leaves that fall for our healing | |
Scattered on the world below | |
Where angels dance | |
And voices sing |
There' s a tree in my garden | |
Tall and dark with countless leaves | |
And it whispers in the air | |
And it dances in the breeze | |
And it sways in the storm | |
But it' s hold is strong | |
And like the hope | |
That' s come my way | |
And turns me round | |
To face the sky | |
The rhythm of this world | |
The gift of life | |
The essence that can never die | |
By a river crystal bright | |
There' s a tree where waters flow | |
Leaves that fall for our healing | |
Scattered on the world below | |
Where angels dance | |
And voices sing |