When I was born. You were a sapling on the lawn. And as I grew,. You developed, too. Strong limbs that I liked to tease. Would billow in the breeze,. Intoxicating bees. . Oh and in your shade
(Elvis Costello/Paddy Moloney). . If on every ocean the ship is a throne. And for each mast cut down another sapling is grown. Then I could believe that I'm bound to find. A better life than I
glistening sapling trust. . Did they sing a million blessings. As they watched us slowly part?. Do they keep those final kisses. In their tiny racing hearts. . What are we gonna do with you?. Same tale
. Beautiful and free The old oak tree was dead; I had to cut it down. The sapling roots were new and sprouting through the ground. New worlds were taking shape, unseen and unknown. A branch to rest upon. A
. Till the eyes that I remembered. For the last time drew me in The birds, though I wore your glacial patience. To a smudge of bitter dust. On the last day you embraced me. With a glistening sapling
You want to go outside. Oh. Why, Rapunzel? Look at you, as fragile as a flower. Still a little sapling, just a sprout. You know why we stay up in this tower. (I know but). That's right, to keep
for a man to put down roots,. And walk to the river in his old man's boots. He said, "I'm nearly done and asking this, that ye do one final thing for me!. You're barely but a sapling, and you think
You want to go outside. Oh. Why, Rapunzel? Look at you, as fragile as a flower. Still a little sapling, just a sprout. You know why we stay up in this tower. (I know but). That's right, to keep
