Oh, we never called you out, we never called you out,
Trees, to call for freedom.
Oh, we never called you out, we never called you out,
My fellow trees, to call for freedom.

And if you feel confused in your mind,
At least your cells know where they come from and they're going to.
And if it seems that we've been quite unkind,
At least our hearts are beating softly in the shade of you.

Oh, your sisters have been lost, your brothers have been lost.
Trees, they fall for no one - they fall for freedom.
Oh your brothers have been lost, your sisters have been lost.
My fellow trees, they fall for no one - they fall for freedom.

And if it's getting hard to pretend,
Only you know just how far your boughs will bend.
I want to tell you something softly ... here,
Lean closer, let me whisper in your ear,
"We never have been lost."

Oh, we find it was not you, we find it was ourselves,
Trees, took all our freedom.
Oh, we find it was not you, we find it was ourselves,
My fellow trees, took all our freedom.

And if you see the corner of the sun
Going down in green and gold on everyone,
Then lift your branches to the evening wind
And let me tell you softly, again,
"We never have been lost."

Oh, it wasn't for ourselves, it wasn't for ourselves -
It was for you we called for freedom.