a song for milly michaelson

Thrice

Well you know I hardly speak;
and when I do, itââ?¬â?¢s just for you.
I havenââ?¬â?¢t said a word in weeks;
because theyââ?¬â?¢ve been keeping me from you.

But thereââ?¬â?¢s a way where thereââ?¬â?¢s a will;
you know I got no need for stairs.
So step out on the windowsill,
and fall with me into the air.

Here we go, hold on tight and donââ?¬â?¢t let go;
I wonââ?¬â?¢t ever let you fall.
I love the night
and flying oââ?¬â?¢er these city lights;
but I love you most of all.

And thereââ?¬â?¢s something you should know girl;
you should have died that day
when you fell reaching for the rose.
But baby I was there to save you.

Here we go, hold on tight and donââ?¬â?¢t let go;
I wonââ?¬â?¢t ever let you fall.
I love the night and flying oââ?¬â?¢er these city lights;
but I love you most of all.

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