When the trees sing, what really matters
Is knowing that the trees are singing at all
In summer listen as the sun glistens
As fledglings try to stall
Mother Maple stands guard
Singing her victory song
As fledglings leave the nest
Flapping their wings so strong
When the trees sing, what really matters
Is knowing that the trees are singing at all
Autumn brings a song of crackling sound
As birds fly away in the fall
Mother Maple waves her branches
Waving goodbye for another year
Flight plans have been decided
Flying south chirping with good cheer
When the trees sing, what really matters
Is knowing that the trees are singing at all
Winter brings Christmas snow
Hear the singing pines so tall
Ice crystals form on their brances
Wind whistles humming a Christmas song
Singing peace on earth to all
About a Savior who will right each wrong