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We're climbing blood beech trees |
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Up to the sommet |
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Where no one else can see what we're up to |
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You're in my crystal ball |
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You're on my rocket |
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Everything you want I'll give to you |
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Like when times we would dangle all the summer long |
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Like when times we would dangle heads facing down |
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Up in my blood beech tree |
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Don't need assignments |
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To invade your soft sweet smile before you say |
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You're such an idiot |
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To do what you're doing |
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But look these branches carry all our weight |
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Like when times we would sing our own random songs |
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Like when times we would dangle all the summer long |