Lately
All skies looking tangerine
And my guy's looking luxury
But you can't see what's underneath
It's easy
When he rests his head onto me
Though it's not quite recovery
From a life pushing down on me

So can we
Just sleep 'til the summertime
And leave all this shit behind
Kiss on the shore
Turn the lock on the door
So can we
Just sleep 'til the summertime
And leave all this shit behind
Kiss on the shore
Turn the lock on the door

So can we
Just sleep 'til the summertime
And leave all this shit behind
Kiss on the shore
Turn the lock on the door
So can we
Just sleep 'til the summertime
And leave all this shit behind
Kiss on the shore
Turn the lock on the door