[Chorus]
Windows down in your stopped car
Radio picking up the distant city's station
You pass me the glass, your lipstick in the rim
"Summer babe" narration, waiting, waiting

Waiting, waiting
Waiting, waiting

[Verse]
Out the roof the moon unscrews
And on your face the night is see-through
We're already late, but I kinda wish we'd stay
A passing car sounds a "whoosh," a wave that's circulating

Circulating
Circulating

[Chorus]
Windows down in your stopped car
Radio picking up the distant city's station
You pass me the glass, your lipstick in the rim
"Summer babe" narration, waiting, waiting