I see the blossom in your weathered skin
And through the whisper of each strangled song
And though some melodies are caving in
They will soon burst into a mountain strong
Babe you will run
At full speed once more
Babe you will climb
To the tallest leaves
On the sycamore
And ramble on back
To my door
There are corners to the clouds up there
And they get hard sometimes to dance around
So I fall down and get a raspberried knee
Well that's okay sometimes to cry about
'Cause babe you will run
On two feet once more
Babe you will climb
To the tallest leaves
On the sycamore
And ramble on back
To my door
There's a thrush in the chorus
Like a little star singing
And I reckon with the worst storms in me
What will this newness bring?
Babe you will run
At full speed once more
Babe you will climb
To the tallest leaves
On the sycamore
And ramble on home
To my door