Mango Tree

Oh yeah, here comes the sun,

to wash away all we have done

All the naughties and the bads all the rotten dads,

and all the fights that've ended in fun

The expensive guitars that we've smashed into walls,

are they goin to heaven with our dogs?

All the tantrums that we've thrown just this year alone,

all the whacky tobaccy that's been smoked

See this old gramophone that plays dusty 78s,

of good old blind arthur blake

Never ceases to amaze me,

and sure it wears with age,

but so do we so don't cast stones

Yes its all, just time honey,

spend it any way you please

Cuz every thing you need,

Every answer to every plea,

is under the mango tree with me

Oh yeah here comes the day,

another candle added to my cake

If only the girl I've been into wouldn’t age,

so I can catch up and know what to say

But as it stands we're all just children in a playground,

pretending the rules that we make up

Make a difference at all to the stars and the snow,

we're just waiting for the grown ups to show

Yes its all, just time honey, spend it any way you please

Cuz every thing you need, Every answer to every plea, is under the mango tree with me

Yes its all, just time honey, spend it any way you please

Cuz every thing you need, Every answer to every plea, is under the mango tree with me

Mo Zowayed