Church in the Trees
Her church is in the trees
And her chapels in the sun
And her spirit finds its peace when the earth and her are one
Her prayers are made of song
And of Rocky Mountain highs
She kneels down in the meadows and bows down to the sky
Oh I love her so
But God knows nothing can compare
To her church in the trees
And her laughter in the breeze
And the way the sun lights up her hair
Her crosses are burnt cedar
Nailed with plastic pins
But her crown's softly adorned with blooming hyacinths
She takes on all the burdens
The world has to give
And still holds kindness in her heart and shows it ways to live
Oh I love her so
But God knows nothing can compare
To her church in the trees
And her laughter in the breeze
And the way the sun lights up her hair
Well she waltzes with the willows
To the hymns of wind and rain
Angels crying tears of joy that wash away our pain
Laced with verdant ivy
Radiant glowing gold
The love that burns within her never will grow old
Oh I love her so
But God knows nothing can compare
To her church in the trees
And her laughter in the breeze
And the way the sun lights up her hair
Under arching ash and oak
As the final vows are said
The girl finds her peace and the earth and she are wed
Til the end of time
Til the sun dries up the seas
Her love will stand undying in the church in the trees
And her chapels in the sun
And her spirit finds its peace when the earth and her are one
Her prayers are made of song
And of Rocky Mountain highs
She kneels down in the meadows and bows down to the sky
Oh I love her so
But God knows nothing can compare
To her church in the trees
And her laughter in the breeze
And the way the sun lights up her hair
Her crosses are burnt cedar
Nailed with plastic pins
But her crown's softly adorned with blooming hyacinths
She takes on all the burdens
The world has to give
And still holds kindness in her heart and shows it ways to live
Oh I love her so
But God knows nothing can compare
To her church in the trees
And her laughter in the breeze
And the way the sun lights up her hair
Well she waltzes with the willows
To the hymns of wind and rain
Angels crying tears of joy that wash away our pain
Laced with verdant ivy
Radiant glowing gold
The love that burns within her never will grow old
Oh I love her so
But God knows nothing can compare
To her church in the trees
And her laughter in the breeze
And the way the sun lights up her hair
Under arching ash and oak
As the final vows are said
The girl finds her peace and the earth and she are wed
Til the end of time
Til the sun dries up the seas
Her love will stand undying in the church in the trees
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Writer(s): Luke Dominic Deacon
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