in my treehouse

They say if you're not taking risks
You're hardly living
Always put me down, so unforgiving
So I find a quiet place to pass the time
A quiet place where I can unwind
A quiet place away from it all
Somewhere up high

Captain's deck, the bird's eye view
My stuffed elephant, and imaginary friend, Blu
I wanna bottle up that feeling
Take it with me through the years
Take a sip or two to drown all my fears
Growing old, it's nasty biz
In my treehouse, it did not exist
All there was, was the wind and the leaves
And all there was, was the wind and the leaves