From My Window

by Ann Mayo Muir

Genre: Folk/Acoustic

Lyrics

From my window I can see
The majestic ancient tree.
Although I was only three
It filled me delight.

Her branches always looked so high
as they swept a clear blue sky.
It made me feel I’d like to fly
Above her like a kite.

I used to think it such a lark
To peel her pretty painted bark;
I know she glowed bright in the dark
As I slept at night.

I’d often put my arms around
Listening to her tree heart pound.
oh, it was a lovely sound,
all my troubles took flight.

My memory of her lingers long
Remembering her leafy song
That stays with me although I’ve gone
Too far from her sight.

She’s my treasure more than gold,
One that can’t be bought or sold.
When my life story’s all been told
Into the night she’ll guide my flight
With her lovely Sycamore Song.