The Language of the Trees [Verse 1] I learned the language of the trees, The whispered grass, the wandering breeze, The river humming soft and low, And all the seeds the wildflowers sow. The morning dew upon the stone, The gentle earth I called my home, And every leaf that danced in light Would tell me tales of day and night. [Chorus] Oh, let me wander, let me stay, Where golden sunlight finds its way, Where branches sway and rivers sing, And every heart is free as spring. I'll close my eyes and breathe in deep, Beneath the sky where mountains sleep, For all the peace I'll ever need Grows in the heart of every seed. [Verse 2] The old oak spoke of passing years, Of summer songs and autumn tears, The moss recalled the winter snow, And how the smallest things can grow. The sparrows stitched the dawn with song, The meadow showed me I belong, And in the hush of evening's glow, I found the truths that silence knows. [Bridge] No golden crown, no grand design, Could bring a peace as sweet as thine, Dear earth, you ask for nothing more Than gentle rain and open doors. So when the world grows loud and wide, I'll seek the woods and walk beside The winding streams, the fields of green, And hear the songs that lie between. [Chorus] Oh, let me wander, let me stay, Where golden sunlight finds its way, Where branches sway and rivers sing, And every heart is free as spring. I'll close my eyes and breathe in deep, Beneath the sky where mountains sleep, For all the peace I'll ever need Grows in the heart of every seed.
