Freida

Mother tree, shake loose the leaves
And the wind, spins them around
How beautiful the leaves, they are, yellow red and brown
Me and Frieda, stop to watch, the dancing colored leaves
We frolic, in the autumn wind and sleep, beneath the trees

We're awakened, by the touch, of raindrops, on our skin
As we laugh and talk about, the places, that we've been
And talk of plans, to places, that we have yet to see
Me loving Freida and Freida, loving me

Free, to be just what we are, free, to go or stay
Free, to be together, or go our separate ways
Free, to say, just what we think and do, just like we please
Me loving Freida and Freida, loving me

Me and Frieda, grew up in the, "County Orphan's Home"
Just misplaced little children, with no family, of our own
And as we grew, we grew to understand, each other's needs
Me loving Freida and Freida, loving me

Now, "Father Time", has led us, to another time and place
Where we have witnessed, "Mother Nature's beauty", face to face
Home, is in our hearts and we just follow, where it leads
Me loving Freida and Freida, loving me

Free, to be just what we are, free, to go or stay
Free, to be together, or go our separate ways
Free, to say, just what we think, do just like we please
Me loving Freida and Freida, loving me

Me loving Freida and Freida, loving me