The Speed Of Trees

Sometimes in the dead of the night
I'm dreaming that I'm flying at the speed of light
And in two seconds I'm brushing past the face of the moon
Eight seconds flat on the surface of mars
I'm kicking up the red dust
I'm drinking in bars
I lean back and raise a toast to the stars tonight
When I'm dreaming at the speed of light
Some days I just settle for the speed of sound
I'd step off this porch and blow a kiss to this whole damn town
I'd let off one of them sonic booms
And break all the windows in the living rooms
I'd blow off the hats of the boys at the old fair ground
Laughing at the speed of sound
And you'd say go
Why don't you go there?
If you want to go why don't you decide?
pick a road
Just decide
Is it a train or a plane or a bride?
Decide, decide, decide, decide
Your love makes me move at the speed of trees
Lay down some roots, I've grown a head full of make believe
But if it weren't for that face or yours
I'd be rattling windows, blowing down doors
Look at me here I'm planted square down on my knees
Oooh, On my knees, ooh on my knees
I'm asking for the speed of trees
Trees, trees.