When morning waits a moment away
It's easy to forget tomorrow
We're like two children again
Half-accidentally started
You take me to the window
You say: 'I guess we're just like those'
Two old trees beaten by the rain
Looking towards spring, standing apart
Withstands every wind and weather
Two old trees, though you don't see it
Looking towards spring, standing apart
Somewhere under the ground
They've been weaving their roots together all along
Confident in their strength
Grew towards the heavens
Maybe the years are the bark
The winters with their biting winds
Have scraped it a bit thinner
How two children have indeed
Changed along the journey
The real miracle, I guess, is
You take me to the window
You say: 'you know, we're just like those'
Two old trees beaten by the rain
Looking towards spring, standing apart
Withstands every wind and weather
Two old trees, though you don't see it
Looking towards spring, standing apart
Somewhere under the ground
They've been weaving their roots together all along
Two old trees beaten by the rain
Looking towards spring, standing apart
Withstands every wind and weather
Two old trees, though you don't see it
Looking towards spring, standing apart
Somewhere under the ground
They've been weaving their roots together all along