Treetops Away

Treetops away,
Wonders of love,
We fly away
To the treetops above.

All is quiet;
All is still;
All is wonder;
All is as He wills.

Mystifying mirth—
Only the dreams,
Only the joys
Of life's glory now remain.

The sorrows,
The pains
Of a better tomorrow
Have all now waned.

What else is there
But to remain in bliss
Of a joy that sustains,
Of a lover's kiss.

Come to the treetops—
Let us never again leave.
Come to the treetops—
Let us never cease to be.