Hey, beautiful farm on the top of the hill Whenever I pass by I'm thinking I will Find someone like you Goodbye avenue And then I'll be yearning for this too
Over the treetops fly Birds in the sky Over the treetops high High in the sky
Stop calling her restless She moves in the sun Gets out of the bed past noon Closer to one I follow her mind I follow her blind She leaves and I'm two steps behind
Over the treetops fly Birds in the sky Over the treetops high High in the sky
A trip is a fall To fall is to trip
She changes how she feels About things, that's okay It works for me I think I like it that way No thing is true Some thing is false Address the child as a whole
Over the treetops fly Birds in the sky Over the treetops high High in the sky