Summer wind through the branches
Is there a chance it's really love?
We get lost in the chatter
But none of that matters All that matters
Is you and me And what we could be
Beneath the trees
With the wind through the branches
Is there a chance it's really love?
Is it real or a fever?
Should I really believe her?
All that matters
Is you and me
And what we could be
Beneath the trees
It's the chatter
It's the fever
I believe
her
It's all that matters
