Caroline Smith And The Good Night Sleeps - Birch Trees & Broken Barns lyrics

If we were kids again We'd hang out almost every day Running through woods at dawn And finding the magic in things And you'd help me climb the trees Pulling me up to the top of the branches You'd open your book to read The story that felt like we were already in Where you're the king of the apple trees In the orchard where I'd come to eat But we'd pull the wings off bees To build a bed at the top of the barn And humming through gra** we'd sing Out in the fields with the wind in our ears Where nights are long but in the day You'd paint and I'd write about outer space Where I'm the queen of the creek And the banks where you would come to drink Swimming through birch and bark I'd tell you my secrets of how I can fly And I'll show you how tonight Over bread and some white wine on ice So I'll draw a bath and we'll cram in And we'll write this story as in begins Where I'm the queen of those apple trees By the banks where we would go to eat And on the bus we're still living In the pages of our book that we have written And as if the wheels have turned to wings We'll travel back to our world filled with birch trees And broken barns