Cherry Tree
Over your shoulderPlease don't mind meIf my eyes have fallenOnto your magazineFor I've been watching and wonderingWhy your face is changingWith every line you read
All those lines and circles, to me, a mysteryEve, pull down the apple and give a taste to meIf she could, it would be wonderfulBut my pride is in the wayI cannot read to save my lifeI'm so ashamed to say
I live in silenceAfraid to speakOf my life of darknessBecause i cannot read
All those lines and circles, to me, a mysteryEve, pull down the apple and give a taste to meIf she could, it would be wonderfulThen I wouldn't need someone else's eyesTo see what's in front of meNo-one guiding me
It makes me humbleTo be so greenAt what every kid can doWhen he learns A to Z
For all those lines and circles just frighten meAnd I fear that I'll be trampled if you don't reach for meBefore I run, I'll have to take a fallAnd when I pick myself upSo slowly I'll devourEvery one of those books in the towerOf knowledge