Fruitless Trees

Closet lesbian, well you're so out of reach
 No matter how close, how close you are to me
 Is that why you let me come inside?
 And try to light me up like that
 'Cause you didn't even have a light
 It was so damn dark in here
 Tell me what do you see?
 Pretty mama what do you see?
 Inside my, my mountain center
 Feeling, on the surface of my hand
 When I touch your body, (Mmm) feels nice
 It's a mystery, locked inside time
 Sweet lovely singing saint, how I wish it could've been me
 But I'm stuck on the undertow of reality
 Somеthing like a grain of dirt, on a windy beach
 Surrounded by wild bluе sea, in the far out reach
 Of my mind, no one sees
 It gets hard, believe in me
 Your sweet illusions, especially
 Keep me squandering under a fruitless tree
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 Enchanting blue bird, way up in the big oak tree
 Everybody just loves when you sing
 In the misty pink blue morning
 But when I come around
 You leave me hanging on the ground
 Tell me what do you see
 Pretty bird what do you see
 Weighing in your demon eyes
 Maybe someday I realize
 But I doubt it, (Mmm) I feel signs
 It's a mystery, locked inside time
 I won't call it mine
 It's lost inside time