My roots are strong and deep
I'm swaying in your breeze

My limbs stretch out to meet you
You've got me on my knees

I stand tall
My feet are on the ground
 [bad word] to you I'm small
The things you need you just surround

You rocked around the earth
You circle it with air
You're trapped inside the core
With hot lava hair

I wish you could sprout
But you can't stick your neck out

I want you climbing on my limbs
But I'm just stumped by your whims