I could have kissed you In the summertime On sweet Sunday mornings Underneath blue skies Between the hummingbirds And the butterflies I could have kissed you In the summertime
I could have kissed you On December nights When the sun had set And the streets were white Underneath the trees In the pale moonlight I could have kissed you On December nights
I could have kissed you On an autumn day When a gentle breeze blew The leafs away In the middle of the street In the pouring rain I could have kissed you On an autumn day
I could have kissed you In the spring, in May When the birds were chirping And the children played When the sun came out And was there to stay I could have kissed you In the spring, in May
Instead, I kissed you In a parking lot After lots of laughter And tequila shots Around 2 oβclock, Without second thoughts Because honestly, How could I not?