The Recipe

Can we take you
And add me
And a car
The summer season
And a view of the beach
And a backseat
Can we take you
And add me
And a car
The summer season
And a view of the beach
And a backseat
Baby, that's the recipe
Baby, that's the recipe
Baby that's the recipe
(Baby that's the recipe)
Baby that's the recipe
(Baby that's the recipe)
Baby that's the recipe
Can we just freeze in this moment?
Spend eternity with you, my woman as the sun dips in the ocean
Wrapped up like some vines 'till the mornin'
I swear there's nowhere I'd rather be than here
Tangled up with you all day
You're all that I wanted
I was lost, you're my compass
And you've come from where the Lord is
With peace to bathe my soul with
Can we take you
And add me
And a car
The summer season
And a view of the beach
And a backseat
Can we take you
And add me
And a car
The summer season
And a view of the beach
And a backseat
Baby, that's the recipe
Baby, that's the recipe
Baby that's the recipe
(Baby that's the recipe)
Baby that's the recipe
(Baby that's the recipe)
Baby that's the recipe
I see you and me
Like we're the sun and the sea
Or the fall and the leaves
Or a spoon and a bowl of ice cream
We're whole, we were made to finish each other
You're what my soul has been aching to discover
Like a cocoa and a winter time
Oh I'm the apetite baby
You're our dinner time
You're the knock out of the park at the 9th
And I'm your home base
Darling, we're meant to collide
I want all the rest of my seasons spent with you
I want your salt and pepper braids when I'm 81
So can we mix our grief
Can we mix our happiness
Can we mix our home
Take our broken pieces
Like we're both adhesive
And make one whole
And yeah, I want cash, cars, but I want you too, come on
Yeah, I want cash, cars, but I want you too, come on
Yeah, I want cash, cars, but I want you too, come on
Yeah, I want cash, cars, but I want you too, come on
So can we take you
And add me
And a car
The summer season
And a view of the beach
And a backseat
Can we take you
And add me
And a car
The summer season
And a view of the beach
And a backseat
Baby, that's the recipe



Credits
Writer(s): Kai Straw
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