As I walked through the bushy trees
I see a bunch of busy bees.
As I walk past the hive 
I see a bunch of knives 
Someone has been cutting our trees
I beg them to stop “please please please”
They would not stop, never oh no
So I plant another tree and watched it grow
They were angry, cranky and mad
And it made me super sad
I couldn’t stand it anymore
He was probably using that wood for a door
I walked slowly away with my tree in my hand
I know that he surely does not understand 
I planted my tree somewhere no one will find it
Not even just a little bit
I watched my tree grow, grow, grow
As I remembered the day so long ago
When one tree was sacrificed 
So I gave my tree a little advice