The Tree from Raw by Marek Dusil Blend

The time I´ill be the tree standing on the hill,

drinking by my roots, healing all the ill.

The only thing I want is giving fresh ice breeze,

and if you want my pretty blossoms I should go down on my knees.

REF.:
I can find the place where you´ll be happy,

in the shadow of my leaves,

feeling mind is going easy, leaving your heart in the peace.

And if the wind wants blow away all clouds and heavy rain,

i will send you in my arms and calm down all your pain.

The time i´ll be tree, standing on the hill,

praying for my life and healing all the ill.

Still thinking about you, when the winter´s going out,

then you´ll find in your hands my opened greeny sprouts.

REF.:

I woka Up from the dream, still sitting in my bed,

checked my legs are not tree roots, thanks God, I am so glad,

what happened in the dream, was all I wanna do,

Your figure in my mind makes me dreaming about You.

• Alternative
• acoustic rock
• blues
• jazzy
• pop
• singer-songwriter
• Prague