Emily Plazek

Emily Plazek - Treehouse lyrics

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Park playing, sliding slides in Velcro shoes
One boy and a girl laughing the day through
Puppy parks and jungle gyms until dark
Imagined stories, innocence leaving marks
They’d stay on these swings till the end of time
Playing tag endlessly on and through the night
Best of friends, learning what matters in life
If only they could stay together tonight
And she whispered “Why must we say goodbye?”

Refrain:
Cuz I want so much to be here, in your arms, until the days pass on to midnight
Breathing night air, in the stars, it’s the closest heaven we’ll find on earth
We’re little children treehouse-climbing
Both our eyes are learning flying
We’ll be there, in that treehouse
Where the world can’t stop us now
They’d heard of the concept but never knew
That it would be theirs, a love so true
Like all things great, they didn’t get it at first
But as it came it was a gift and a curse
Their summertime love song came to an end
The autumn separated the best friends
Wishing each day that time would stop and they’d stay
Oh, in their Velcro shoes in the park and they’d play
And she whispered “Why must we say goodbye?”

Refrain:
Cuz I want so much to be here, in your arms, until the days pass on to midnight
Breathing night air, in the stars, it’s the closest heaven we’ll find on earth
We’re little children treehouse-climbing
Both our eyes are learning flying
We’ll be there, in that treehouse
Where the world can’t stop us now

Years passed and the park days, they disappeared
Seaons past for the lovers, the other feared
The other would forget those summer love times
Never again they would feel that same high
Then one summer day they both somehow meet
Round the corner, to the park down the street
He arrived to find her swinging to skies
They both knew they found their meaning in life
And she whispered “Why must we say goodbye?”

Refrain:
Cuz I want so much to be here, in your arms, until the days pass on to midnight
Breathing night air, in the stars, it’s the closest heaven we’ll find on earth
We’re little children treehouse-climbing
Both our eyes are learning flying
We’ll be there, in that treehouse
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Language: English

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