The Money Tree

The day will come

He'll come running to me

The day the sun turns black

And there's a money tree

The day will come

He'll be changing his tune

When there's a granite lake

And a cotton moon

And I listen

To all of his sorryful pleas

And I'll forgive him

And life will be cool as a breeze

When the rain falls up

The day will come

He'll come back to my arms

And the slate is clean

When the snow is green

And we'll share a love

Idyllic, and final, and free

Yeah the time will come

When he'll never stray

On a never dawn

Of a never day

When the green dollar fits

On the silver money tree

Oh, this black sun and the money tree

Oh, yeah

A granite lake

And a cotton moon

And he'll tremble, and stammer

And say he was wrong

And together is how we will always belong

When the earth stands still

The day will come

He'll come back to my arms

And forget the past

When a snail runs after

Oh, we'll share a love

Idyllic, and final, and free

Yeah, the time will come

When he'll never stray

On the never dawn

Of the never day

When we all take turns

On the silver money tree

He'll come back to me