Every plant given life by His hands

Every stone placed to build pathways in the sand

There's a magical feeling surrounding that land

A mystical feeling surrounding that land

And l'd curl up on my mother with the fire ablaze

My memories of then are a haze

But I can still smell the fynbos after a night's rain

And the fairies and the magic that blossomed from our brains

And there's a child in the treetops, is she still me?

My heart opens as the swing drops

l've got bruises on my knees

And I look up into the ether

The sunset and the breeze

Nothing has made me quite as happy

As my home, my home among the trees

And l'd curl up on my mother with the fire ablaze

My memories of then are a haze

But I can still smell the fynbos after a night's rain

And the fairies and the magic that blossomed from our brains

And there's a child in the treetops, is she still me?

My heart opens as the swing drops

l've got bruises on my knees

And I look up into the ether

The sunset and the breeze

Nothing has made me quite as happy

As my home, my home among th