Tree Tops

Eisley

When I was a young girl 
trying to find my way above the treetops, the treetops, the treetops... 
When I was a young girl 
trying to find my way above the treetops, the treetops, the treetops... 

I did not care, I did not care what they called me 
what they called me 
I did not care, I did not care what they called me 
what they called me 

When I was a young girl 
trying to find my way above the treetops, the treetops, the treetops... 
When I was a young girl 
trying to find my way above the treetops, the treetops, the treetops... 

I did not care, I should not care what they called me 
what they called me 
I did not care, I should not care what they called me 
what they called me 

I'll float above the ocean 
the sun above is burning my head 
I will grow wings and fly everywhere... 

Butter warm clouds are dripping into my mouth 
tasting of golden