Direct Sunlight

Pick me up let's get out of the concrete
Splash around in the sun in our bare feet
I look so good in your truck
Oh boy you're lucky
You're my type and
You're invited to touch me
I've got the sunlight in my pocket
You found the key and you unlocked it

I was on fire
You were my lighter

Water slips down my back I'm a cold glass
You can have all you want long as you ask

Pin me up between the rocks and a hard place
Take your time we can move at our own pace

You got the makings of a good time
Come press your body up against mine

And I was on fire
You were my lighter

Endless conversation
Wild Imagination
Give me them new sensations
Play it again in my head

Building up the tension
Is always my intention
Take you to new dimensions
Play it again in my head

It plays again and again and again and again and again

We were on fire
Hand me that lighter



Credits
Writer(s): Lillian Frances Krovoza
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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