Lyrics:

There's just no room for all our thoughts.
Come on, let's walk another walk!
Did you ever see a downtown businessman sing a joyful talk in a suit made out of song?
Come, let's not insist on 'love'.
We're just alive.
Let's talk straight about it and sled through the boulevard.
This is a true heart, listen hard.
These are true words, speak hard.
See the young, so old so fast, see the young-in love so fast, I don't understand falling leaves.
A tree's a tree.