Sycamore – Ed Sheeran

Sycamore in the summer, buried in leaves
Swing and pushing our daughter underneath
Flowers building the garden, spring breeze
Just imagine the world were we could be

Right now in the waiting room, emotions running wild
Worried ‘bout my lover and I’m worried ‘bout a child
Part of me was always in denial
It’s gonna take a little while

But in our story, loving, lover
We are glorious
We’re in our story, loving, lover
We are glorious

Sycamore and the shivering beating sun
Nothing more than a loaded smoking gun
What a pleasant is this, to be in love
To be plating the weeds and dig them up

Waiting on professionals to tell you how it is
What’s he gonna say after, “I think you better sit”
Places and something’s are about to hit
It’s gonna take a little while

But in our story, loving, lover
We are glorious
We’re in our story, loving, lover
We are glorious
We’re in our story, loving, lover
We are glorious
We’re in our story, loving, lover
We are glorious

Sycamore in the field, a lonely tree
Darling, what will become of you and me?