La …la …la …la
In  the  beginning,we  all  start  as  a  tiny  seed,
Then  a  tender  sprout
With  water,light  and  the  hope  of  love,
We  grow  up  towards  the  skies  above
La …la …la …la
The  streets  of  our  towns  like  garden  rows
That  reach  so  high  in  the  cities  glowed
With  climbing  vines  and  tendrils  strong
The  sun  comes  up  and  the  sun  goes  down
La …la …la …la
We ’re  gonna  take  this  town  back
A …
We ’re  gonna  take  this  town  back
A …