I'm a tree with my leaves in the breeze Free in the air with my roots underneath me Every time that I walk out the door I'm alone in a world that I don't seem fit for And it maybe that lately I can't be sure And it maybe that lately I'm insecure
I can't forget about
The time that we ran on the beach And the time that we felt out of reach And the time we watch tv You and me every night for a hundred weeks
And it maybe that lately I can't be sure And it maybe that lately I'm insecure
I can't ever forget about
And it maybe I'm just like you said I'd be And it maybe you're just like I thought you'd be
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