I climbed a tree when I was nine

I hung above a perfect scene

Oh this perfect scene

The winter birds were flying home in a crooked V

My jacket ripped and I was bit by frozen teeth



Who ever said lovers can't be fighters?

I never said, never said.

Who ever said lovers can't be fighters

Never saw my face



When April came,

I finally climbed down from my branch

And said I've seen the coldest colds

And I'm ready to grow old without you.

I can do this alone.

Nature doesn't make mistakes

I can do this alone.

Nature doesn't make mistakes