Letras
High up on that hill
Underneath that sycamore
I sing to the birds till the sun comes up
And I sing about you
You, you, you
Oh I sing about you
Oh, what a thrill
To let my emotions get the best of me
It's the birds and the bees and the finer things
That make me lose my mind
And its you, you, you, you
And its you, you, you, you
That makes me lose my mind
The sky is blue
The clouds are white not a drop of rain in sight
And that gives me life
The ground beneath my feet
Oh it gives me life
A whole new world
A new found destination
It's the feel of a breeze in a summer's heat
And the shade of this tree