Where did the man go? Where is the hero? He'd like to see you
Under branches, looking into a stream An ordinary day And the leaves seem to fall upside down They're making a crown For the man who wishes to stay Even though he is afraid
Overlooking just what he is looking for An ordinary day And the sun seems to say welcome home You don't have to roam anymore
Under branches, looking into a stream
Never uncertain There's no one to blame Never uncertain I am a slave
I could never tell if I loved her There was always more than another Every day I tried to arrest her Thought I was a cop, not a jester It doesn't matter Whether I'm right or wrong Begging your pardon I'll set ya free, so long
Can I look at your beauty? Can I look at your beauty? Can I look at your beauty? As deep as I can see As deep as that may be
