I climbed out to see on my sycamore tree, now I sit alone and sway
On a hot, sticky day I'd be excited to say
I feel a breeze coming my way
But despite the heat, I'm frozen out on my seat
While the branches bend down like whim
As I look at the ground, it's so far from me now
But real soon it'll be on my chin
I got my candy apple and my separation anxiety
I'm gonna drive west til I leave all this stress behind me
I got my candy apple and my separation anxiety
I'm gonna drive west til there's nobody left who can find me
I looked back at the trunk, who would've think
But you were sittin there smilin' at me
It was you to begin, who got me out on this limb
Tellin' me of some sweet sweet fruit
Well I wouldn't have bet, no I'd never have guessed
When we were holding hands in safety now it's a shame I've been
Duped by the promise of fruit now I've lost hold of the truth