Near a Maple
I'm waiting near a maple
Just to feel the breeze
And listen to the branches
Resound for the spring
I'm waiting near a maple
Back against the trunk
Far from evil and betrayals
In the shade of the leaves
And the storm may fall, I'm not afraid
I won't leave my place
I sing my notes, I draw my world in peace
I'm waiting near a maple until the time takes hold of me
I'm waiting near a maple, even though I may miss things
I'm waiting near a maple
While the waves calm down
And I whisper to the clouds
Like the old man talks to birds
And what surrounds me just comforts me
In the face of the fears that I try to erase
So, I cut my mine in the blast of the wind
I climb to the dreams to hang in the sun
Under my tree I whistle softly
I wait the fall, I stroke the twigs
I catch the grasshoppers
I'm waiting near a maple until the time takes hold of me
I'm waiting near a maple, even though I may miss things
All the lies that prowl around me must be swept away
But all the time I spend waiting won't make it happen
The storm may fall
I'm not afraid
I'm waiting near a maple
I'm waiting near a maple
All the lies that prowl around me must be swept away
But all the time I spend waiting won't make it happen
I'm waiting near a maple until the time takes hold of me
I'm waiting near a maple, even though I may miss things
Just to feel the breeze
And listen to the branches
Resound for the spring
I'm waiting near a maple
Back against the trunk
Far from evil and betrayals
In the shade of the leaves
And the storm may fall, I'm not afraid
I won't leave my place
I sing my notes, I draw my world in peace
I'm waiting near a maple until the time takes hold of me
I'm waiting near a maple, even though I may miss things
I'm waiting near a maple
While the waves calm down
And I whisper to the clouds
Like the old man talks to birds
And what surrounds me just comforts me
In the face of the fears that I try to erase
So, I cut my mine in the blast of the wind
I climb to the dreams to hang in the sun
Under my tree I whistle softly
I wait the fall, I stroke the twigs
I catch the grasshoppers
I'm waiting near a maple until the time takes hold of me
I'm waiting near a maple, even though I may miss things
All the lies that prowl around me must be swept away
But all the time I spend waiting won't make it happen
The storm may fall
I'm not afraid
I'm waiting near a maple
I'm waiting near a maple
All the lies that prowl around me must be swept away
But all the time I spend waiting won't make it happen
I'm waiting near a maple until the time takes hold of me
I'm waiting near a maple, even though I may miss things
Credits
Writer(s): Florian Hueber
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