What A Girl Wants

All the Trees of the Field Will Clap Their Hands

What A Girl Wants


If I am alive this time next year, 
will I have arrived in time to share? 
Mine is about as good this far. 
I'm still applied to what you are. 
And I am joining all my thoughts to you. 
And I'm preparing every part for you. 

I heard from the trees a great parade. 
And I heard from the hills a band was made. 
Will I be invited to the sound? 
Will I be a part of what you've made? 
And I am throwing all my thoughts away. 
And I'm destroying every bet I've made. 
And I am joining all my thoughts to you. 
And I'm preparing every part for you.