Red, orange
Green, and yellow
Are your leaves
Brown and gray
Are your branches
How do you grow
Who waters you
Do you like being where you are
Can you change how you grow
How can do you change your many colors
Do you have a mind of your own
Can you talk
Do you have a phone
I guess I'll never know
'Cause people can't talk to trees
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