In my backyard I have boxes
I have spices and parked cars
In your backyard you have mountains
You have highway you see the stars
But I don't see stars from my backyard
oh but I believe that they are there
So if you see one would you wish on it
for me here
Eyes on the treeline
And feet in the sand
These things surround me
and I can't breathe in,
But you won't see me in the valley
On your mountain you have branded
an initial monogram
In my window I have neon
not much brighter, but draws me in
If I can't make it to the summit oh,
would you send someone down?
Call for backup if I can't make it up
on my own.
Eyes on the treeline
And feet in the sand
These things surround me
and I can't breathe in,
But you won't see me in the valley
Eyes on the treeline
Feet in the sand
These things surround me
and I can't breathe in,
But you won't see me in the valley, no
You won't see me in the valley.