End

of

May

or

ear-

ly

June

This

pic-

ture-

per-

fect

af-

ter-

noon

we

shared

Drive

the

win-

ding

count-

ry

road

Grab

a

scoop

at

A

La

Mode

And

then

we're

there

An

o-

pen

field

that's

framed

with

trees

We

pick

a

spot

and

shoot

the

breeze

Like

bud-

dies

do

Quo-

ting

songs

by

our

fa-

vorite

bands

Tel-

ling

jokes

no

one

un-

der-

stands

Ex-

cept

us

two

And

we

talk

and

take

in

the

view

All

we

see

is

sky

for

for-

e-

ver

We

let

the

world

pass

by

for

for-

e-

ver

Feels

like

we

could

go

on

for

for-

e-

ver

this

way

Two

friends

on

a

per-

fect

day

We

walk

a

while

and

talk

a-

bout

The

things

we'll

do

when

we

get

out

of

school

Bike

the

Ap-

pa-

la-

chian

trail

or

Write

a

book

or

learn

to

sail

Would-

n't

that

be

cool?

There's

no-

thing

that

we

can't

dis-

cuss

Like

girls

we

wish

would

no-

tice

us

but

ne-

ver

do

He

looks

a-

round

and

says

to

me

"There's

no-

where

else

I'd

ra-

ther

be"

And

I

say,

"Me

too"

And

we

talk

and

take

in

the

view

We

just

talk

and

take

in

the

view

All

we

see

is

sky

for

for-

e-

ver

We

let

the

world

pass

by

for

for-

e-

ver

Feels

like

we

could

go

on

for

for-

e-

ver

this

way,

this

way

All

we

see

is

light

for

for-

e-

ver

'Cause

the

sun

shines

bright

for

for-

e-

ver

Like

we'll

be

al-

right

for

for-

e-

ver

this

way

Two

friends

on

a

per-

fect

day

And

there

he

goes

Ra-

cing

toward

the

tal-

lest

tree

From

far

ac-

ross

the

yel-

low

field

I

hear

him

cal-

ling,

"Foll-

ow

me"

There

we

go

Won-

de-

ring

how

the

world

might

look

from

up

so

high

One

foot

af-

ter

the

o-

ther

One

branch

then

to

a-

no-

ther

I

climb

high-

er

and

high-

er

I

climb

'til

the

en-

ti-

re

Sun

shines

on

my

face

And

I

sud-

den-

ly

feel

the

branch

give

way

I'm

on

the

ground

My

arm

goes

numb

I

look

a-

round

And

I

see

him

come

to

get

me

He's

come

to

get

me

And

e-

very-

thing's

o-

kay

All

we

see

is

sky

for

for-

e-

ver

We

let

the

world

pass

by

for

for-

e-

ver

Bud-

dy,

you

and

I

for

for-

e-

ver

this

way,

this

way

All

we

see

is

light

'Cause

the

sun

burns

bright

We

could

be

al-

right

for

for-

e-

ver

this

way

Two

friends

True

friends

On

a

per-

fect

day