we look up and see
pacific rain subside
the words you said
growing warm inside

the clouds turn
into tender flare
angel sun seeping
from the tips of our hair

it’s singing a song
for us to hear
it’s like it knows
our hearts are clear

baby, im thinking
the sky wants us to kiss
take a picture
to remember this

hold me close before i leave
the most we’ll feel
ill find a way back
and make sure you’re real