Tangerine

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 (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 (can we)

Just sleep 'til the summertime?

And leave all this shit behind

Kiss on the shore

Turn the lock on the door