I Sing To The Trees

I sing to the trees for the birds and the bees And all of the beauty around, I sing of its wonder and spell I am under And of the love that I've found. I sing to the sky and the clouds passing by And in its colours I'm drowned, I sing of its wonder and spell I am under And of the love that I've found. I sing to the stream that does flow like a dream So restful and peaceful the sound, I sing of its wonder and spell I am under And of the love that I've found. I sing to the hills for their sight always fills My heart with their beauty abound, I sing of their wonder and spell I am under And of the love that I've found.