Cactus Tree

There's a man who's been out sailing in a decade full of dreams And he takes her to a schooner and he treats her like a queen Bearing beads from California with their amber stones and green He has called her from the harbor he has kissed her with his freedom he has heard her off to starboard in the breaking and the breathing of the water weeds While she was busy being free There's a man who's climbed a mountain and he's calling out her name and he hopes her heart can hear 3 000 miles he calls again he can think her there beside him he can miss her just the same He has missed her in the forest while he showed her all the flowers and the branches sang the chorus as he climbed the scaly towers of a forest tree While she was somewhere being free There's a man who sent a letter and he's waiting for her reply He has asked her of her travels since the day they said goodbye He writes Wish you were beside me we could make it if we try He has seen her at the office with her name on all his papers through the sharing of the profits he will find it hard to shake her from these memories And she's so busy being free There's a lady in the city and she thinks she loves them all There's the one who's thinking of her There's the one who sometimes calls There's the one who writes her letters with his facts and figures scrawl She has brought them to her senses they have laughed inside her laughter Now she rallies her defenses for she fears that one will ask her for eternity And she's so busy being free There's a man who sends her medals he is bleeding from the war There's a jouster and a jester and a man who owns a store There's a drummer and a dreamer and you know there may be more She will love them when she sees them they will lose her if they follow And she only means to please them and her heart is full and hollow like a cactus tree While she's so busy being free Like a cactus tree Being free