Ain’t no mountain high, ain’t no valley low. ...

Ain’t no mountain high, ain’t no valley low. Ain’t no river wide enough, baby. We should become more adventurous.

They will see us waving from such great heights.

“Come down now,” they’ll say.

But everything looks perfect from far away.

“Come down now.”

But we’ll stay.

Feelin’ the breeze, take it with ease, shake off the big city blues. The words are hushed let’s not get busted. Just lay entwined here, undiscovered.

Stay with me.

Let’s just breathe.

And I wonder, when I sing along with you, if everything could ever feel this real forever.

If anything could ever be this good again.

The only thing I’ll ever ask of you, you’ve got to promise not to stop when I say when.

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