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I'm a Tree


Oh, for I wish I had hands And there they go again, the happy couple on their walk Holding hands completely in bliss with being with each other How desperate I am for that type of affection How much I long for someone to grip me like that But my leaves cannot repkace their hands And my trunk cannot take place of their traveling legs How they walk as if it is nothing The looks upon their faces For all I long for is to have a face and to have those legs and to have those hands Oh for I wish I was human One day I could walk along this narrow forest This narrow green land And maybe, just maybe someone could accompany me and hold my hand Oh, for I wish I had hands
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