Through The forest
I walk through the forest with a picnic basket full of food
Hoping to make it with high expectations
I find the clearing, my secret hide out, the place I call my
secoundary home, it's waiting there all high and new
with stories I haven't heard yet, it's a place I come out here for;
A place only I know about, it's located behind my house in a
valley only I TRY to pronouce, It's my favorite tree house the one
I know all about and the one I come out here for all the time. The
one I can relate to and the one I love most my secret tree house
called the skylight; I love to use and have fun, my play house,my
mirror house,my tea house, it's here for me whenever I want to eat
and play and do whatever I want, my tree house
