He stepped off the train
I guess he liked the town's name
Found a cup in the trash can
He brought outside and on a cardboard sign
Wrote, "Merry Christmas"
And along came a songbird of seven or eight
And she filled up his cup before she ran away
He took his 22 dollars to the Salvation Army
It was there that he found it
A 5-piece, green leaf, camouflage tree suit
With down insulation and waterproof feet
I'm a tree, I'm a tree, I'm a tree
No more looking down at me
I'm a man, I'm a ghost
I'm nowhere, I'm nowhere
I'm home
The painter looks up from his fireplace window
Sketching snowflakes
And the tree in his view is wearing shoes
And humming Silent Night
I'm a tree, I'm a tree, I'm a tree
No more looking down at me
I'm a man, I'm a ghost
I'm nowhere, I'm nowhere
I'm home
