Up high in a tree

Sitting high in a tree
above the clouds where no one can see

The wind blowing in my hair
as I breathe in the refreshing air

Looking at the clouds below
I see a plane slowly fly right on by
I wave at the plane below a friendly hello

Sometimes it can be lonely
sometimes it can be sad
but it's not all bad
you can see the world from below

I'm all alone nothing but the leaves blowing in the wind and that's just fine
for I love this tree of mine.