We sit in your treehouse, the view from the top floornThe moon shining through all the leaves in the treesnI lean close and whisper, Can we stay here forever?nOut here in your backyard, just us and the autumn breezennFor the first time I feel like I'm at a loss for wordsnThere's nothing left to do but move forwardnI'm finally ready for something goodnnI don't know if you've noticed but I'm trying not to show that I'm scarednThat one day i might wake up and realize that you are not therennFor the first time I feel like I'm at a loss for wordsnThere's nothing left to do but move forwardnI'm finally ready for something goodnnFor the first time I feel like I'm at a loss for wordsnThere's nothing left to do but move forwardnI'm finally ready for something good