Blue Skies

I wanna build a treehouse where the silence reigns
Just upon the oaks under which we waited for rain
On the copper-beech witness of our love
I'll build our little nest to catch the stars above

We'll live in a
Treehouse, treehouse
Treehouse, treehouse

In the fields where we used to run, our lips met
The sun dived behind the hills and the wheat turned red
At the bottom of the meadows where we loved to roll
I'll build for you our secret den, and we'll get old in our

Treehouse, treehouse
Treehouse, treehouse

We'll watch the world running by
We'll blow our kisses to the sky
We'll let the wood sing their sound
Through the walls of our

Treehouse, treehouse
Treehouse, treehouse
Treehouse, treehouse
Treehouse, treehouse
Treehouse, treehouse
Treehouse, treehouse



Credits
Writer(s): Irving Berlin
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