Triple Scoop Songtext
von Elizabeth Moen

The worst thing I′ll know is not know how to show
My picture perfect view
The one I've got of you
I wish you′d understand how the
world sees you from the palm of your hand
Triple scoop sorbet splattered on the sidewalk
Bit of cherry pie hanging of your lip
Why wipe it away
It's just you and me talking you're the
cherry on top of my double chocolate chip


The best thing I′ve seen was you dancing like a dream
In the fields of Tennessee leaving all your worries be
I wish you′d understand how the
world sees you from the palm of your hand
Covered in the mud from our hair to our bare feet
Spinning too fast getting dizzied in the dancing
Stumbled in the grass, fell down next to me
Looked up at the same star-splattered sky
But you saw a darker thing

I know I can't stay, I was just stopping by to say
I hope to see you dance again
Hope you see you like I see you when
When you understand how the world sees you from the palm of your hand