For that, I don't see any problem
Reinvent the names of everything
Make ourselves a pretty world
But stay in the arms we love
It's not given to whoever wants
If I had to choose, I'd rather
Turn a tree into a guitar
The view if we lean a bit
But break up on good terms
It's not given to whoever wants
I'd rather grow old together
And if there's no ending
For a long time now, us two