The Wilkinsons - Trees Lyrics

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Trees

Trees Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Trees By The Wilkinsons?
Billy works on Wall Street
In an office on the 22nd floor He never sees how Jenny's eyes light up each day When he walks through that door While she's wishin' she could be the one To fill his every need He's looking back at love he lost Somewhere in Tennessee CHORUS: Trees, can blind us to the forrest 'Til we never even notice All the love that's right before us We can't see the flowers that are bloomin' Sometimes the truth gets hidden by the leaves Of trees Becky slams the bedroom door Her mama says tonight she's stayin' in What gives her the right to make up All the rules and try to pick her friends Becky doesn't understand a single mother's job is tough And all her rules are just reflections of a mama's love CHORUS: Trees, can blind us to the forrest 'Til we never even notice All the love that's right before us We can't see the flowers that are bloomin' Sometimes the truth gets hidden by the leaves Of trees There's beauty all around us If we read between the lines There's so much waitin' for us If we only look behind CHORUS: Those trees, that blind us to the forrest 'Til we never even notice All the love that's right before us We can't see the flowers that are bloomin' Sometimes the truth gets hidden by the leaves Of trees Of trees |
Who Wrote Trees By The Wilkinsons?
Charlie Craig, Rob Crosby, Steve Wilkinson
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What's The Duration Of The Trees By The Wilkinsons?The duration of Trees is 3:27 minutes and seconds. |
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