We sit in your treehouse,
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The view from the top floor
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The moon shinin' through,
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All the leaves in the trees.
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I lean close and whisper,
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"Can we stay here forever?"
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Out here in your backyard,
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Just us and the autumn breeze.
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For the first time
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I feel like I'm at a loss for words,
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There's nothing left to do
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But move forward,
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I'm finally ready for something good.
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I dont know if you noticed,
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But I'm trying not to show that I'm scared
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That one day I might wake up,
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And realize that you are not there.
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For the first time
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I feel like I'm at a loss for words,
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There's nothing left to do
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But move forward,
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I'm finally ready for something good.
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For the first time
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I feel like I'm at a loss for words,
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There's nothing left to do but move forawrd,
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I'm finally ready for something good.
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I'm Ready
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| Chase Coy |
