We sit in your tree house.
The view from the top floor.
The moon shining through all the leaves and the trees.
I lean close and whisper;
'Can we stay here forever? Out here in your backyard? Just us in the autumn breeze.'
For the first time,
I feel like I'm at a loss for words.
There's nothing left to do but move forward.
I'm finally ready for something good.
I don't know if you've noticed but I'm trying not show that I'm scared.
That one day I might wake up and realize that you are not there.
For the first time,
I feel like I'm at a loss for words.
There's nothing left to do but move forward.
I'm finally ready for something good.
(repeat once more)
The view from the top floor.
The moon shining through all the leaves and the trees.
I lean close and whisper;
'Can we stay here forever? Out here in your backyard? Just us in the autumn breeze.'
For the first time,
I feel like I'm at a loss for words.
There's nothing left to do but move forward.
I'm finally ready for something good.
I don't know if you've noticed but I'm trying not show that I'm scared.
That one day I might wake up and realize that you are not there.
For the first time,
I feel like I'm at a loss for words.
There's nothing left to do but move forward.
I'm finally ready for something good.
(repeat once more)