Wait a minute, I think you can tell,
That this ain't going to go anywhere,
You tried your best, I put you through hell,
Now love, this just ain't fair,
Move quickly, get out of here,
Before the sun it turns black,
Come now, gather your hair,
Before your face, it shows the cracks,
You could've climbed a mountain just to see
That love is better left beneath the trees
You could've climbed a mountain just to see
Take your time, you're moving to fast,
You let too many in,
Minutes determine your past,
and now, you see your sin,
Come now, you're running away,
Cause your Mother says to much,
Take time, and gather the day,
Before you start to blush,
You could've climbed a mountain just to see
That love is better left beneath the trees
You could've climbed a mountain just to see
That love is better left beneath the trees

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