Love Lives In The Sky

Oh the trees grow higher than the mountain,
In the land of free love and goodbye,
The river’s ever growing,
The fishes flowing.
And the Love lives in the sky.

In the night flies a team of white horses,
And they glimmer clean in your eye
The bird of dawn is bringing
The simpleness of singing.
And the Song lives in the sky.

The trees grow higher than the mountain
In the land of free love and goodbye,
The river’s ever growing,
The fishes flowing.
And the Love lives in the sky.