We sit in your treehouse,
the view from the top floor
the moon shinin' through,

all the leaves in the trees.

I lean close and whisper,

"Can we stay here forever?"
out here in your backyard,
just us and the autumn breeze.


For the first time
i feel like i'm at a loss for words,

there's nothing left to do
but move forward,
i'm finally ready for something good.


I dont know if you noticed,
but i'm trying not to show that i'm scared

that one day i might wake up,
and realize that you are not there.


For the first time
i feel like i'm at a loss for words,
there's nothing left to do

but move forward,
i'm finally ready for something good.


For the first time
i feel like i'm at a loss for words,
there's nothing left to do but move forawrd,

i'm finally ready for something good.