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