[Verse] The trees hum low they sway in the sun Their roots hold secrets the rivers run Peaches blush and the apples sigh Fruit Valley whispers as clouds drift by
[Chorus] Oh Fruit Valley where the colors glow Where the breeze tastes sweet and the orchards grow Pick a dream from the branches high Fruit Valley calls you don’t ask why
[Verse 2] Plums like jewels in a velvet sky Figs hide their hearts from a watchful eye The vines creep slow where the shadows fall Fruit Valley knows it and loves it all
[Prechorus] Juice on your lips Sun on your skin
[Chorus] Oh Fruit Valley where the colors glow Where the breeze tastes sweet and the orchards grow Pick a dream from the branches high Fruit Valley calls you don’t ask why
[Bridge] The sparrows sing as the cherries drop Time stands still but the seasons swap Lemons laugh and the limes don’t care Fruit Valley’s magic fills the air
Musikstyle
layered with warm harmonies and a breezy rhythm, vibrant, folk-pop, acoustic-driven with a mix of banjo and fingerpicked guitar