Song | The Treehouse Song - Live |
Artist | Ane Brun |
Album | Live At Stockholm Concert Hall |
When I woke | |
I took the backdoor to my mind | |
and then I spoke | |
I counted all of the good things you are | |
and that list of charms was | |
longer than my chain of broken hearts | |
and when the day was done | |
I figured I had already lost | |
from the start – from the start | |
I was gonna love you till the end of all daytime | |
and I was gonna keep all our secret signs and our lullabies | |
I was made to believe that our love would grow old | |
we were gonna live in a treehouse and make babies | |
and we were gonna bury our ex-lovers and their ghosts | |
baby we were made of gold | |
so many times | |
we drank fine wine in one swallow | |
and in those late nights | |
we painted our walls bright yellow |
When I woke | |
I took the backdoor to my mind | |
and then I spoke | |
I counted all of the good things you are | |
and that list of charms was | |
longer than my chain of broken hearts | |
and when the day was done | |
I figured I had already lost | |
from the start from the start | |
I was gonna love you till the end of all daytime | |
and I was gonna keep all our secret signs and our lullabies | |
I was made to believe that our love would grow old | |
we were gonna live in a treehouse and make babies | |
and we were gonna bury our exlovers and their ghosts | |
baby we were made of gold | |
so many times | |
we drank fine wine in one swallow | |
and in those late nights | |
we painted our walls bright yellow |