Sycamore in the sumFmer
BeaCring leaveGs
Swing, you're pushin'
Our daugFhter undeCrneathG
Flowers bloom in the garFden
SwayC in breezeG
Just imagine a worlFd where
WeC could beG
Right now, in the waitiAmng room
Emotions runCnin' wild
WoGrried 'bout my lover
And I'm worried 'bout our child
ParAmt of me was always in denialC
It's gonGna take a little while
But in our stoFry, loveC in, loveG out
We are gloFriousC G
But in our storFy, loveC in, loveG out
We are gloFriousC G
Sycamore bringing shadFe
From beaCting sunG
Nothing more than a worFd
A smokCing gunG
What a puzzFlе is this to
beC in love G
To be planting your rootFs
thеn digC them upG?
Waiting on professAmionals
To tell you howC it is
WhaGt's he gonna say after
"I think you better sit"?
BracAme yourself
something's aboutC to hit
It's gonGna take a little while
But in our stoFry, loveC in, loveG out
We are gloFriousC G
Well, in our stoFry, loveC in, loveG out
We are glorFiousC G
Well, in our stoFry, loveC in, loveG out
We are glorFiousC G
Well, in our storFy, loveC in, loveG out
We are gloFriousC G
Sycamore in the fieldF
A lonCely treeG
Darling, what will becomeF
Of youC and meG?
