
You taste like summer peach, sticky skin and slow as speech
Running down my wrist, don’ t wipe it, let it reach
If this is all we ever keep,I'm fine with just this peach
Peach on the sill, sun on the wall
Juice on your lips, you turn, I fall
You sayit's too sweet, I sayit's just enough
We share in the silence, tender and rough
Backroad in July, dust in the air
Truck bed full of fruit, wind in your hair
Stone in my palm, foot on the dash
You laugh at the light, then steal another splash
You taste like summer peach, sticky skin and slow as speech
Running down my wrist, don’ t wipe it, let it reach
If this is all we ever keep,I'm fine with just this peach
You taste like summer peach, sticky skin and slow as speech
Running down my wrist, don’ t wipe it, let it reach
If this is all we ever keep,I'm fine with just this peach
Peach on the sill, sun on the wall
Juice on your lips, you turn, I fall
You sayit's too sweet, I sayit's just enough
We share in the silence, tender and rough
Backroad in July, dust in the air
Truck bed full of fruit, wind in your hair
Stone in my palm, foot on the dash
You laugh at the light, then steal another splash
You taste like summer peach, sticky skin and slow as speech
Running down my wrist, don’ t wipe it, let it reach
If this is all we ever keep,I'm fine with just this peach
You taste like summer peach, sticky skin and slow as speech
Running down my wrist, don’ t wipe it, let it reach
If this is all we ever keep,I'm fine with just this peach