I see the blossom in your weathered skin And through the whisper of each strangled song And though some melodies are caving in They will soon burst into a mountain strong Babe you will run At full speed once more Babe you will climb To the tallest leaves On the sycamore And ramble on back To my door There are corners to the clouds up there And they get hard sometimes to dance around So I fall down and get a raspberried knee Well that's okay sometimes to cry about 'Cause babe you will run On two feet once more Babe you will climb To the tallest leaves On the sycamore And ramble on back To my door There's a thrush in the chorus Like a little star singing And I reckon with the worst storms in me What will this newness bring? Babe you will run At full speed once more Babe you will climb To the tallest leaves On the sycamore And ramble on home To my door