I wish we
Were stuck up a tree
Then we’d know
That it’s nicer below
I don’t know any lullabies
I don’t know how
To make you mine
But I can learn
In lonely days long ago
I saw lovers put on a show
Well now it’s my turn
Drive you home
And then wait by the phone
For that call
For a walk in the fall
No harm will come of this
One little midnight kiss
It will not burn
Too many lonely days
Feel like a throw away
Well now it’s my turn
Falling down
Is no longer around
Feeling sun
I’m no longer one
Well isn’t this fun?
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