There is no other place I would rather be
Sitting, listening, to the birds and the bees
The serenity of the trees
Brings me to my knees.

There is no better place to go to get away.
The power of nature will keep me astray.
I have made some bad choice, I know this is true
But sitting here I know what to do.

I will grow like the trees
And sing like the bees
I will help those around me
And put them before me.
I will clean up my act
And look at my future that’s far.
Nothing can stop me
Neither a storm nor whatever it may be.

I will be the best I can be.
Watch and you will see.