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Oh, what if we Could pick shells off the beach Every day of the year And feel our feet again And ride our bikes in the streets All the way to the pire And what if we Could spend all our summers In a tree, in a tree Like monkeys and birds And hiding nerds And young lo-oh-oh-oh-oh-vers What if we, what if we? Could have a laughter in the sun As we go go go go again, around on the roundabout Just shake our worries off What if we are still young enough to do that? And when the fall blows in and the leaves leave us alone And the rain keeps pouring down on us, then well go back home What if we could be living it up in a tree?! From Letras Mania