playing pretend

Wearing a flower in gold harvest swelter

Olive branch antlers

Held tight inside both hands

The rulers of the land

Hope by some miracle forces will fail

The river runs still

And the sun stops in her chart

No more gravity to keep things apart

And if you can believe I'm that leaf on the breeze

Flying to where you can see

You can almost forget

We live in separate worlds

Keep the grass underneath

And under the same heat

I will find you again

In our separate worlds

Can we keep playing pretend?

Can we keep playing pretend?

I care about you, you're my friend