Boxes Stacked to the Ceiling
Style: Ukulele singalong

[Verse 1]
Boxes stacked up past my arms
Every one of them for you
Brass scale tipping on its side
Nothing weighs what you're worth to

[Pre-chorus]
I keep counting all the sweetness
Never comes out fair or square
So we're lighting up a candle

[Chorus]
Elise, the whole room's singing
Happy birthday, raise it high
Elise, you make it easy
Loving you, we don't ask why

[Verse 2]
String around the tallest box
Ribbon curling like a breeze
Every layer holds a wish
Made especially for Elise

[Pre-chorus]
I keep counting all the sweetness
Never comes out fair or square
So we're lighting up a candle

[Chorus]
Elise, the whole room's singing
Happy birthday, raise it high
Elise, you make it easy
Loving you, we don't ask why

[Bridge]
However high we stack it
It still comes up short of you
Some things can't be measured
Some things you just feel are true

[Chorus]
Elise, the whole room's singing
Happy birthday, raise it high
Elise, you make it easy
Loving you, we don't ask why

[Outro]
Boxes empty, candle out
Still the sweetest thing's in view

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