Can the trees grow higher than the mountains
In the land of free love and goodbye
The rivers ever flowing, fishes growing
And the God I love loves me
In the sky rides a gleam of white horses
And they glimmer clean in your eye
The bird of dawn is bringing
The simpleness of singing
And the God I love loves me
Will the trees grow higher than the mountains
In the land of freelove and goodbye
The rivers ever flowing, creatures ever lowing
And the God I love loves me
And the sun lies all around
And everything is as it must be
And winter lies underground
And the God I love loves me.
The trees do grow higher than the mountains
In the land of free love and goodbye
The rivers ever flowing, heavens glowing
And I'm with the God that loves me
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