I walked out my door and didn\'t know my floor, it was something that I hadn\'t seen before.
No longer am I were used to be, you can now find me in Acorn Valley.
Where nothing is quite the same, you\'ll hear the wind singing my name.
No syllable sound do I belong, like the leaves on a tree I\'ll hang on
Come visit me anytime you need but do make sure you bring your dreams
Stand within the naked forest, letting go of any unwanted luggage
Know your roots are what brought you here, all is strong with nothing to fear
Many doors can be your home but when the mind is lost we always roam
Within these worlds that we all live, you\'ll now find me at number 1 Acorn Valley
Dancing and swinging from branch to branch, where nothing is ever the same as it was
Mushroom Hill I see in the distance, maybe I\'ll visit and let you know what I found or see you there rolling around.