i'm a hummingbird

the old oak tree had roots so far down in the ground

i fell from it and hit the dirt without a sound

i dreamt at night of growing wings so i could fly

a caterpillar to a moth before i die

i plodded through

ordinarily earthbound

i knew my feet could never leave the ground

i went about my way

unsteady and afraid

how could i know i was headed for this day?

all the seconds

and the minutes

and the hours

and the days

and the weeks

and the months

and the years of my life

it was all worth it

to be here now

i'm a hummingbird

floatin' tree to tree

i'm a hummingbird

beautiful and free

the old oak tree was dead; i had to cut it down

the sapling roots were new and sprouting through the ground

new worlds were taking shape

unseen and unknown

a branch to rest upon

a place to call my own

something had changed

and i'm not sure how or why

i wasn't dreaming; i was awake

i was alive

gave up the ghost; he had nothing left to say

but it was him who brought me to this day

all the seconds

and the minutes

and the hours

and the days

and the weeks

and the months

and the years of my life

it was all worth it

to be here now

i'm a hummingbird

floatin' tree to tree

i'm a hummingbird

beautiful and free