An olive tree is growing in a valley It reaches toward the sky without a word Its boughs are thin, but strong enough to carry A tiny little bird
The bird begins exploring its surroundings The open air, the thrill of flying free It soars up to the summit of a mountain To see what it can see Before returning to
The olive tree The olive tree
The mountain’s frozen solid in the winter Its evergreens all dressed up white with snow The sun comes out, the ice begins to splinter And a river starts to flow
The river winds its way down to the valley There it breaks into a dozen streams A little girl discovers one a follows Where the water leads It takes her right back to
The olive tree The olive tree
The olive tree (the olive tree, the olive tree, da da da) The olive tree (the olive tree, the olive tree, da da da) The olive tree (the olive tree, the olive tree, da da da) The olive tree (the olive tree, the olive tree, da da da)
The little girl is climbing in the branches She takes the silver leaves and makes a crown Safe beneath the canopy she dances Spinning round and round
One day she might want to climb that mountain See all the things that tiny bird has seen No matter where the winding river takes her I will always be (I will always be) Waiting here beneath
The olive tree The olive tree The olive tree (the olive tree, the olive tree) The olive tree (the olive tree, the olive tree)
An olive tree is growing in a valley
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