House in the Trees

by Bryan Lisa

Genre: Pop

Lyrics

There’s a place in the canopy
Where you used to call home
A world full of secrets
Long since outgrown

The wood is all splintered
And the nails rusted through
The swallows have nested
It stands sound, it stands true

When will you come back to your house in the trees?

There’re whispers of laughter
In the wind as it blows
A place that you ran to
In the rain, in the snow

The silence, it haunts me
I could sit here for days
I still feel you moving
Your face in the sun’s rays

When will you come back to your house in the trees?

Up here you are anyone
A king on a throne
A hero, a legend
Just a kid all alone

So if you have wonder
If you have dreams
If you long for the days of the bugs and the leaves

When will you come back to your house in the trees?

Someday we’ll fall on our knees and we’ll weep
…and we’ll understand everything.