I'm looking out my window, and what do I see?
A world full of people, all looking at me.
Most of them have headaches, but it's no place to be
As only a few are happy, so why can't you see
Why I want to be a tree?
Man's not seen the wood for the trees
And now they're all busy planning World War Three.
We are all invited, so why can't you see
Why I want to be a tree?