Strong and straight as a poplar tree
Just a little bit shady, now are you mad at me?
Come let the warm sunlight
Dapple you sweet smile again
At summer's end

Sun and shadow slipping in your eyes
Can't tell sometimes the foolish from the wise
Bright birds in all your branches
All afraid to sing-- it's not an easy thing

It's not a kind sky, sometimes
It's not a clue why the leaf dies
It's not a dry eye, but there are one or two
Who see a lot to live for in you

You've been trying to breathe in a typhoon
Tryin' to sink you roots
But there's no more room
Sometimes the greenest grass
Is just to close to see
Right at your feet

Get some rest now
There's lots of growing still to do
A winter reverie will give you strength for two
Good love is sweet, like sugar in your veins
It keeps you sane

It's not a soft rain, sometimes
It's not a clear gain
When the harvest comes down
It's not a fair claim, but there are one or two
Who see a lot to live for in you

It's not a kind sky, sometimes
It's not a clue why the leaf dies
It's not a dry eye, but there are one or two
Who see a lot to live for in you
Oh my darling, there are still one or two
Who see a lot to live for in you
Oooh-oooh I See a lot to live for in you
Aaah-aaah I See a lot to live for in you