My home is the whispering willow
where shade and rest can be found
a clump of grass, I use for a pillow
I make my bed right on the ground

my home is in the flowing stream
where the cool waters seem to heal
the sounds seem like i'm in a dream
but my senses tell me that it's real

my home is on the mountain top
where the squirrels and rabbits play
my natural life, I would never swap
I just can't see it any other way