The Wandering Tree

[Verse]
In a quiet forest, an old tree stood tall,
With roots deep in the earth, it had seen it all.
Through seasons and storms, it held its ground,
But a restless spirit in its heart was found.
[Chorus]
Oh, the old tree dreams, of lands far and wide,
Of mountains and oceans, beneath the sky so high.
It whispers to the wind, "Take me on a flight,
Let me see the world, under the moonlight."
[Verse 2]
One night the moon shone with a silvery gleam,
And the old tree awoke from its ancient dream.
With a creak and a groan, it pulled up its roots,
And began its journey, shedding leaves like old boots.
[Chorus]
Oh, the old tree dreams, of lands far and wide,
Of mountains and oceans, beneath the sky so high.
It whispers to the wind, "Take me on a flight,
Let me see the world, under the moonlight."
[Bridge]
It wandered through valleys, climbed peaks so steep,
Crossed deserts and rivers, and the oceans deep.
With branches wide open, it embraced the dawn,
A nomad tree, on a path newly drawn.
[Verse 3]
It met other trees, with stories to tell,
Of places they'd been, and the dreams that they held.
In cities and meadows, it left a trace,
Of wisdom and wonder, in every place.
[Chorus]
Oh, the old tree dreams, of lands far and wide,
Of mountains and oceans, beneath the sky so high.
It whispers to the wind, "Take me on a flight,
Let me see the world, under the moonlight."
[Verse 4]
Now the old tree rests, on a distant shore,
Its journey complete, but it dreams of more.
With roots in the earth, and branches spread wide,
The world in its heart, and the stars as its guide.