Lyrics

We got nowhere to be,
just a slow dance with the summer heat.
The world outside can wait a few,
'cause right now, we got nothing else to do.
Sun’s peeking in through the cotton-white blinds,
your hand’s still tangled up in mine.
Feet on the wall, your head on me,
floating easy, we got nowhere to be.
Your hair’s a mess, but you don’t mind,
you just laugh, let it fall where it likes.
Coffee’s cold, but we take a sip,
talk about nothing, let the morning slip.
Oh, it feels like that,
like summer air through window cracks.
Oh, it feels like that,
like the summer sun on quiet tracks.
Oh, it feels like that,
like the summer rain that falls so slowly on the naked skin upon your back.
Oh, it feels like that,
like a love song on a worn-out track.
Yeah, it feels like that.
Feels like that.
Yeah, it feels like that.
Nanana nana nana
Feels like that
Oh, it feels like that,
like summer air through window cracks.
Oh, it feels like that,
like the summer sun on quiet tracks.
Oh, it feels like that,
like the summer rain that falls so slowly on the naked skin upon your back.
Oh, it feels like that,
like a love song on a worn-out track.
Yeah, it feels like that.
Written by: Dayon, Victor Lundberg
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