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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
then wait by the phone
for that call
For a walk in the fall
No harm will come of it
one little midnight kiss
it will not burn
So many lonely days
I 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?