Scattered within a forest of trees
That burned to the ground in fall and winter covered me
But spring found me Your sun melted all of the things
And called me out of my ashes, now I am a tree
Cause when my world was breaking apart
You were holding my heart
Isn't it crazy how flowers can bloom
In the midst of a concrete jungle in June
But they're just living life like they were made to
And tell me how can a child stand on his own two feet
After fourteen attempts just to fall to his knees
But he smiles and tries again
That when the world is breaking apart
You'll be holding his heart
And when the world is breaking apart
You'll be holding my heart