Timber - Dutchkid, Rowe

You’re the only hand that I felt

I held you close and never let go

To the backyard we’d make our escape

High up in the trees we’d replay

Dreaming up where we’d be someday

When we’d grow up and find our place

May no one ever take this away

Treehouses built weather away

When timber fails our memories remain

When timber fails our memories will stay

You’re the only hand that I felt

Held you close and never let go

To the backyard we’d make our escape

High up in the trees we’d replay

Dreaming up where we’d be someday

When we’d grow up and find our place

May no one ever take this away

Treehouses built weather away

When timber fails our memories remain

When timber fails our memories will stay

When we’d grow up and find our place

May no one ever take this away

Treehouses built weather away

When timber fails our memories remain

When timber fails our memories will stay