I can see the things she does for me I´m living in a treehouse I live in constant fear Awakening must be near I´m sleeping in a dreamhouse
Up in the trees
A tine in the fork in the road is pointing to heaven But the sky is old A tine in the fork in the road is pointing at nothing Cause it´s all been sold
I live with you To die in a jamais vu I love you But this isn´t true
I can see the things she does for me I´m living in a treehouse I live in constant fear Awakening must be near