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Under the Trees
I'm afraid of saying things
I might want to take back someday
I'm afraid of change
But I'd make it anyway
I hide my face
Cause I'm afraid of what they'll say
And I hate this empty space
But I can't find any other place
Chorus:
Lead me to the trees
Out of the sun
Cause it's killing me
Take me to the shade
I really need
To feel the breeze
Under the trees
I had hoped by now
I'd be over these hills
Chasing clouds
But I can feel
Something holds me down
Chorus
There's gotta be a missing piece
I didn't see
But what could be missing me?
Maybe I'll find what I need
Under the trees
I might want to take back someday
I'm afraid of change
But I'd make it anyway
I hide my face
Cause I'm afraid of what they'll say
And I hate this empty space
But I can't find any other place
Chorus:
Lead me to the trees
Out of the sun
Cause it's killing me
Take me to the shade
I really need
To feel the breeze
Under the trees
I had hoped by now
I'd be over these hills
Chasing clouds
But I can feel
Something holds me down
Chorus
There's gotta be a missing piece
I didn't see
But what could be missing me?
Maybe I'll find what I need
Under the trees
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