In a cozy treehouse high, where the leaves whisper and sway,
We’ll climb up through the branches and spend the day at play.
Little birds are singing, as the wind begins to blow,
Every branch and beam we built creates our secret glow.
Let’s hide away in the treehouse, where the world feels far below,
With the branches all around us, it’s a place only we know.
Through the rustling of the leaves, and the sun shining through,
We’ll share our dreams and laughter, with the sky so blue.
So let’s build our dreams up high, where the treetops touch the sky,
Finding peace within the branches, as the clouds float by.
With each step we climb, and every view we see,
We’ll cherish our treehouse, where we’re wild and free.