Climbing trees like we did when we were children Scaling walls; the walls that took us years to build
Climbing trees; haven't much since we were children Shaking limbs tend to end up bent and broken Safe inside the walls we built, we found ourselves a home
Higher branches, harder fall Hesitation stops us all
Girl, you've never loved
Climbing trees; haven't much since we were children Shaking limbs tend to end up bent and broken But heartache pales in comparison to love