there’s a tree that she climbed in the graveyard as a child
from the top she could see all around
that’s the place in her mind where she goes to be alone
‘cause a part of her never came down
looking out on the world where the bright colors blend
she’d pretend she was queen for a day
and with the eyes of a girl she could mend it all again
make it clean, hold it close, let it stay

and Judy’s up that tree again
she sees the world her old, old friend
when love’s too loud you gotta lose that crowd
and Judy’s out on a limb.. looking down..

all the sane people say you can’t treat the world that way
it’s a trap, it’s a trade, it’s a game
when the bright colors fade and the tired turn away
from the top she is not so afraid..

and Judy’s up that tree again
she sees the world her long lost friend
when love’s too loud you gotta lose that crowd
and Judy’s out on a limb.. looking down
and Judy’s up that tree again
she sees the world, she’s gonna watch it spin
when love’s too loud you’ve gotta lose that crowd
and Judy’s out on a limb.. looking down…