I climbed a tree, the high kindnThere's my house in the citynThere's my car that will break down tomorrownnNow nothing is cool, no shade herenIt won't happen and I don't carenI love you so don't fall from herennAnd don't start something nownCause i won't cause anything at allnnDon't you want a changenNow still sad, your likingsnSit real still and waiting till summer, summernnAnd i won't cause anything anything at alln