Oh, can I get lost in your mind, if I let you get lost inside mine? We can swing from tree to tree, in the forest of our memories. Oh, if I had vision through time, like the way I can see what's behind, would I see my hopes and dreams? Would we be evergreen? Oh, I won't keep you, Ella-Jane, but, I still need you in my brain. You're sweet like love and soft like pain. Oh, the little things I'd do to lose you again.