Summer air, humming through the stereo, Golden skin glowing in the afterglow. Shadows move, silver on the ocean floor, Time stood still, like it always did before.
We were drifting, chasing constellations, Hearts aligned in every constellation.
Those were the nights we had in ninety four, Fading in the twilight, always wanting more. Lost inside the moment, endless to the core, Those were the nights we had in ninety four.
Streetlights blur, colors on your cigarette, Every word lingers like a silhouette. Whispers soft, secrets we could not ignore, Summer nights, I can still feel them roar.
