The Grass Is Always Greener

She's always wanted to sing like me
But the funny thing is that I would die to look like her (like her)
And her brother fights to be like their father
A little bit braver a little bit smarter
Just like a good boy ought to be

CHORUS:
The grass is always greener on the other side
You think that something's sweeter that you haven't even tried
And we have been so good at pulling ourselves high enough
To see over the wall
While we dream about what we miss
We're missing out on life

There's a young girl trying to grow up faster
While her mother hangs on to days that pass long ago
We're dropping treasure out in search for gold

CHORUS:
The grass is always greener on the other side
You think that something's sweeter that you haven't even tried
And we have been so good at pulling ourselves high enough
To see over the wall
While we dream about what we miss
We're missing out on life

BRIDGE:
Cause I don't wanna miss a thing
Don't want to miss out
I forget I can sing
When I don't make a sound
Don't want to miss a thing
Don't want to miss out on peace
Let me rest here knowing I can breathe
I'm breathing.

She's always wanted to sing like me
And I know as hard as I try
I'll never look like her
So I'll just smile
And start to sing.

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