Cherry Soda Summer

Cherry soda on a Tuesday afternoon... (yeah)

You've got ink across your shoulders like a map

Rolling papers on your dashboard in my lap

I'm looking at you laughing in the sun

Wondering if we are just having fun

Or if this sweetness is a sign of what's to come (mmh)

And it tastes like cherry soda on my tongue Two girls talking

under summer sun You light a match,

I watch the smoke rise high Living in the middle of a

perfect sky

(ooh, cherry soda)

Your favorite sleeve is freshly done in black and grey

You lean against my door and ask if I can stay

I love the way your lighter sparks the dark

Two different colors crossing in the park

No expectations, just the chemistry we spark

And it tastes like cherry soda on my tongue

Two girls talking under summer sun You light a match,

I watch the smoke rise high Living in the middle of a

perfect sky

(ooh, cherry soda)

You hold the smoke in,

I hold my breath

No complicated thoughts, nothing left

Just the sweet fizz,

just the warm glow (sweet fizz,

warm glow)

Cherry soda...

and your tattoos...

(mmm,

so sweet)