I hear the birds singing
Outside in a tree
Their melody is so lovely
And filled with so much glee
I close my eyes and listen
Imagine it could be me
Sitting in the treetop
I wonder what I'd see
Would I be singing
So happy and so gay
Not worrying about tomorrow
Just thinking of today
Or maybe I would fly around
Just happy to be free
Knowing now I have the time
The time to just be me
Now they've stopped singing
And I see them take flight
I watch them as they fly away
Until they're out of sight
Take time to daydream
This is one way that we grow
But if that's all you ever do
Your dreams were just for show