If I were a tree I'd shake you off,
Who needs all those dying leaves?
I'd follow my roots to the underground,
Drink wine with all the thieves.

If I were a tree I'd give you wood,
Make you a dendrophiliac.
I'd have a laugh because I could;
Oh, my knots and twists are not for that.

Uproot me from the ground and plant me somewhere I belong
In the winter when my limbs are so bare
Uproot me from the ground and plant me somewhere I belong
In the winter when my limbs are so bare

If I were a tree I would age so the well;
I'd watch the years paint on your face
Follow my roots to the underground,
Watch you disappear without a trace.

Uproot me from the ground and plant me somewhere I belong
In the winter when my limbs are so bare
Uproot me from the ground and plant me somewhere I belong
In the winter when my limbs are so bare
In the winter when my limbs are so bare