The kisses of the sun were sweet, I didn't blink. I let it in my eyes like an exotic dream. The radio playing songs that I have never heard. I don't know what to say, oh, not another word. Just la la
Verse 1. We were young, posters on the wall. Praying we're the ones that the teacher wouldn't call. We would stare at each other. 'Cause we were always in trouble. And all the cool kids did their own
