Blue Skies - Treehouse

I wanna build a treehouse where the silence reigns

Just upon the oaks under which we waited for rain

On the copper-beech witness of our love

I’ll build our little nest to catch the stars above

We’ll live in a

Treehouse, treehouse

Treehouse, treehouse

In the fields where we used to run, our lips met

The sun dived behind the hills and the wheat turned red

At the bottom of the meadows where we loved to roll

I’ll build for you our secret den, and we’ll get old in our

Treehouse, treehouse

Treehouse, treehouse

We’ll watch the world running by

We’ll blow our kisses to the sky

We’ll let the wood sing their sound

Through the walls of our

Treehouse, treehouse

Treehouse, treehouse

Treehouse, treehouse

Treehouse, treehouse

Treehouse, treehouse

Treehouse, treehouse