Lyrics Trees - Cub Sport

Trees

Baby, it’s what you do to me
Honey, it’s the way you set me free
You’re here and we’re blowing through the trees
We’re feeling golden like the sand
All the things that you’re doing with your hands
You’re here and it feels like poetry
We’re just tryna make it through the breeze
Trying not to freeze, tryna have it all
Trying not to fall on the things that I’m working through
But you know that I’ll be there for you, boy
We’re just tryna make it through the breeze
Trying not to freeze, tryna have it all
Trying not to fall, there are things that I’m working through
But you know that I’ll be there for you
And I couldn’t, and I couldn’t put it into words, no (No)
'Cause it’s something, 'cause it’s something
'Cause it’s something from another world, yo
And I couldn’t, and I couldn’t put it (No), into words, no
Couldn’t see it, couldn’t see it
Couldn’t see it 'til we let it all go
I should let myself love you the way I want to
We’re just tryna make it through the breeze
Trying not to freeze, tryna have it all
Trying not to fall on the things that I’m working through
But you know that I’ll be there for you, boy
We’re just tryna make it through the breeze
Trying not to freeze, tryna have it all
Trying not to fall, there are things that I’m working through
But you know that I’ll be there for you
And I couldn’t, and I couldn’t put it into words, no (No)
'Cause it’s something, 'cause it’s something
'Cause it’s something from another world, yo
And I couldn’t, and I couldn’t put it (No), into words, no
Couldn’t see it, couldn’t see it
Couldn’t see it 'til we let it all go
(No)
Baby, it’s what you do to me
Honey, it’s the way you set me free
You’re here and we’re blowing through the trees
We’re feeling golden like the sand
All the things that you’re doing with your hands
You’re here and it feels like poetry
Baby, it’s what you do to me
Baby, it’s what you do to me
Baby, it’s blowing through the trees
It’s what you do to me
We’re just tryna make it
We’re just tryna make it
Blowing through the trees
Things that I’m working through
But you know that I’ll be there for you (No)
We’re just tryna make it
We’re just tryna make it
Blowing through the trees
There are things that I’m working through
But you know that I’ll be there for you (There for you)
(No)