Verse
We're climbing blood beech trees
Up to the summit
Where no one else can see what we're up to
You're in my crystal ball
You're on my rocket
Everything you want I'll give to you
Chorus
Like windchimes we would dangle all the summer long
Like windchimes we would dangle heads facing down
Verse
Up in my blood beech tree
Don't need assignments
To invade your soft sweet smile before you say
You're such an idiot
To do what you're doing
But look these branches carry all our weight
Chorus
Like windchimes we would sing our own random songs
Like windchimes we would dangle all the summer long