Sycamore in the summer
bearing leaves
Swing, you’re pushing our
daughter underneath
Flowers bloom in the garden
Sway in breeze
Just imagine a world
where we could be
Right now in the waiting room,
emotions running wild
Worried ‘bout my lover and
I’m worried ‘bout our child
Part of me was always in denial
It’s gonna take a little while
But in our story, love in, love out
We are glorious
In our story, love in, love out
We are glorious
Sycamore bringing shade
from beating sun
Nothing more than a word,
a smoking gun
What a puzzle is this to be in love
To be planting your roots
then dig them up
Waiting on professionals to
tell you how it is
What’s he gonna say after
‘I think you better sit’?
Brace yourself, something’s about to hit
It’s gonna take a little while
But in our story, love in, love out
We are glorious
In our story, love in, love out
We are glorious
In our story, love in, love out
We are glorious
In our story, love in, love out
We are glorious
Sycamore in the field, a lonely tree
Darling what will become of you and me?