Trees

Lyrics
My life is in such a mess I get so depressed, living under stress I never give myself the time to relax my mind And it's a crime I'm in such a state, I can't appreciate trees With leaves blowing in the breeze And sunlight filtering through What am I gonna do? So many things troubling me That it's hard to see what's reality Now that the truth is so obscure Feeling insecure and I can't be sure I'm in such a state, I can't appreciate trees With leaves blowing in the breeze And sunlight filtering through What am I gonna do? I've got to find peacе of mind For this world's trying to break me I ought to be ablе to see The way things should be so easily I've got to take myself in hand If I still can, I'm gonna make my stand This change has been overdue But it's something for myself to do What a way to be, looking out to see trees With leaves blowing in the breeze And sunlight filtering through What am I gonna do? What's it all coming to? What am I gonna do? What's it all coming to? What am I gonna do?
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Credits
- Writers
- Benny Gallagher
- Graham Lyle