Olive Tree

Pick a fruit from the Olive Tree
Open it green
Show me a taste of life
Ill try anything
Put at bay your adversary
Your commentary
And show me a little faith
Cause I dont have much these days
Lifes a walk in the park on a cold misty mornin
Lifes a virtual sunrise that leaves me undaunted
And now the autumn has turned
And Ive learned nothin matters
So wonchawake me up in the mornin?
We talk about it til we loose our voices
All these choices spinning round
Inside of our heads
Heliotropes in the house of cards
The things that are Hard
Get easier in time
If you turn toward the light
Lifes a walk in the park on a cold misty mornin
Lifes a virtual sunrise that leaves me undaunted
And now the autumn has turned
And Ive learned nothinmatters
So wonchawake 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 lifes a walk in the park on a cold misty mornin
Lifes a virtual sunrise that leaves me undaunted
And now the autumn has turned
And Ive learned nothing matters
So wont you wake me up in the morning?
Oh, woncha pick me up in the morning?
Yeah, wont you wake me up in the mornin'?