The sun got stuck, as it's making it's way back down, We find ourselves, in a familiar of town
And all that I've seen means nothing to me without you
So when see you next we'll make the most of it, Tell the sun to start moving again, taste of your kiss I still got on my lips, And I’ll take there with me
My head crashed down, air conditioned myself to sleep, The great night out, that will continue the end of the week
And all that I've seen means nothing to me without you
So when I see you next we'll make the most of Tell the sun to start moving again, The taste of your kiss I still got on my lips, And I’ll take you there with me
you and me connected to a satellite It's you and me love through a machine It's you me connected to a satellite It's you and love through a machine
So when I see you next we'll make the most of it, Tell the sun to start moving The taste of your kiss I still got on my lips, And I'll take you there with me