Follow me where it's never cold
We can sit all day and watch the flowers grow
Tell me what you know
Sing to me of the days gone by
When the sun and moon were only butterflies
Tell me all those lies
Listen close and I'll tell you the truth
Of mother nature and her love for the moon
In the evening they would come out to play
And in the morning go back to that far away
Take me there I'll decide on my own
If the trees out there look like the ones at home
I'll decide on my own
I know you say they're the same old stars
But I don't recall them being quite that far away
At the end of the day
Listen close and I'll tell you the truth
Of mother nature and her love for the moon
In the evening they would come out to play
And in the morning go back to that far away
Take me there I'll decide on my own
If the trees out there look like the ones at home
I'll decide on my own
I know you say they're the same old stars
But I don't recall them being quite that far away