

(oh-oh-oh) Met you in the afternoon,
mid-July
Sunlight dancing in your hazel eyes
We didn't care about the plans we made
Just letting all the colors fade
And we were spinning around,
spinning around
Lost in the rhythm of a brand new sound
(here we go)
We had the summer in our hands
Writing secrets in the golden sands
(hey, hey)
We had the summer in our hands
Driving down the coastal
road at night
Tracing patterns in the dashboard light
You had your feet up
on the glass
Praying that the night would last
And we were spinning around,
spinning around
Lost in the rhythm of a brand new sound
(here we go)
We had the summer in our hands
Writing secrets in the golden sands
(hey,
hey)
We had the summer in our hands
In our hands... (ooh-ooh-ooh)