Motion of Life

Hiding behind the trees
Disappearing...
singing of the wind
escapes up high
Losing track of the days
in my only lil' corner of the world

All I got to do is
expand my territory.
All I got to do is
expand my territory
in the motion of life.

Follow the dancing bees
Roll over hill and feel the ground
I'm a designer of good times
Not every tree is old,
Not every cloud spells a?

All I got to do is
expand my territory.
All I got to do is
expand my territory
in the motion of life.