Orangetrees

I like the way you cry

You cry like there's no one listening

They ask us why we try

We try like we're in our fifties

Let the stars be I'll go ahead

Leave the sugar messing with my head

Fruit's the only medicine that can cure me

As oranges hang above our heads

You'll contradict the words your mouth just said

If only the world still had orange trees

Landsdale, Landsdale

If only you saw the things that went on

In your parks, your parks, your parks

Your parks

Let the stars be I'll go ahead

Leave the sugar messing with my head

Fruit's the only medicine that can cure me

As oranges hang above our heads

You'll contradict the words your mouth just said

If only the world still had orange trees