Miranda Lee Richards - Olive Tree lyrics

rate me

Pick a fruit from the Olive Tree

Open it green, show me a taste of life

I'll try anything

Put at bay your adversary, your commentary

And show me a little faith

'Cause I don't have much these days

Life's a walk in the park on a cold misty mornin'

Life's a virtual sunrise that leaves me undaunted

And now the autumn has turned and I've learned nothin'

Matters,

So woncha' wake me up in the mornin'?

We talk about it 'til we loose our voices

All these choices spinnin' 'round

Inside of our heads

Heliotrope's in the house of cards, the things that are

Hard

Get easier in time

If you turn toward the light

Life's a walk in the park on a cold misty mornin'

Life's a virtual sunrise that leaves me undaunted

And now the autumn has turned and I've learned nothin'

Matters

So woncha' wake me up in the mornin'?

Oh, woncha' pick me up in the mornin'?

A magic trick turns the ordinary to extraordinary

What do you think of me now?

As I appear

You take your view from the Eiffel Tower; you feel your

Power

In the City of Light

The world is yours if you try

'Cause life's a walk in the park on a cold misty

Mornin'

Life's a virtual sunrise that leaves me undaunted

And now the autumn has turned and I've learned nothin'

Matters

So won't you wake me up in the morning'?

Oh, woncha' pick me up in the morning'?

Yeah, won't you wake me up in the mornin'?