Every plant given life by his hands Every stone placed to build pathways in the sand There was a magical feeling surrounding that land A mystical feeling surrounding that land
And I'd curled up on my mother with the fire ablaze My memories of then are a haze But I can still smell the fynbos after a night's rain And the fairies and the magic The blossom from our brains
And there's a child in the tree tops Is she still me? My heart opens as the swing drops I've got bruises on my knees And I look up into the ether The sunset and the breeze Nothing has made me quite as happy as my home My home among the trees
And I'd curled up on my mother with the fire ablaze My memories of then are a haze But I can still smell the fynbos after a night's rain And the fairies and the magic The blossom from our brains
And there's a child in the tree tops Is she still me? My heart opens as the swing drops I've got bruises on my knees And I look up into the ether The sunset and the breeze Nothing has made me quite as happy as my home My home among the treesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
