I can see the things she does for me
I´m living in a treehouse
I live in constant fear
Awakening must be near
I´m sleeping in a dreamhouse
Up in the trees

A tine in the fork in the road is pointing to heaven
But the sky is old
A tine in the fork in the road is pointing at nothing
Cause it´s all been sold

I live with you
To die in a jamais vu
I love you
But this isn´t true

I can see the things she does for me
I´m living in a treehouse
I live in constant fear
Awakening must be near
I´m sleeping in a dreamhouse
Waiting for the end