Letras
It gets harder
So much farther
From where we're supposed to be
Something heavy
Just won't let me
Break down this cycle and be free
But next year this time
We'll be so fine, we'll be
Higher than the sun, floating in the breeze
With the one I love standing next to me
Higher than the sun, looking at the trees
With the one I love staring back at me
No, you didn't, no, you didn't
Know that all of the time I would circle back
But maybe with a little luck
You could get that new truck
And get back on track
I try to reason with myself
Look myself in the eye but it's all a joke
And if we make it through this year
We're not even in the clear
'Cause might just choke
But next year this time
We'll be so fine
Next year this time, we'll be
Higher than the sun, floating in the breeze
With the one I love standing next to me
Higher than the sun, looking at the trees
With the one I love standing next to me
Higher than the sun, there above the trees
With the one I love staring back at me