Summer nights and sunkissed days take me away,
Cushiony feelings oh so warm I can't complain,
Slow ocean walks take you in with a smile and a gaze,
Your velvety kisses make me want to stay.

Running through a field full of flowers of all different kinds,
I never count the seconds because I’m lost in time,
Like my tan from the sun, you’ve made your mark; now you’re always on my mind,
You're my box of treasure, something I need to hide.

Bike rides in the forest,
Deep stares at the bright blue sky,
If I can be honest,
You're the best kind of high.