Blonde Sunday - Cliche Lyrics

Driving in your car
Sunset through the roof
Mom's calling my phone
But I'm still talking to you
There's graffiti on
That old overpass
You're driving so slow
And we're both smoking grass
And there's nobody else I'd rather waste my day with
Nobody else I'd rather hear complaining
About everything and nothing at all
It's raining on the lawn
So we've moved to your room
Turn that record on
We'll waste the afternoon
And when we are apart
You're still on my mind
Not sure why that is
It's something I can't define
But there's nobody else with a smile so infectious
Nobody else I'd stay up all night texting
About everything and nothing at all
So maybe it's cliche but I quite like your face
It's better than the setting sun
And maybe it's cliche but I really like you babe
You're my only one
Sitting at the pool
Feet over the edge
Someone asked us to swim
But we talk for hours instead
And I've never liked to dance
Until they played that slow song
And I asked for your hand
And we danced the whole night long
And there's nobody else I'd hold through the evening
Nobody else I'd like to know completely
About everything and nothing at all
So maybe it's cliche but I quite like your face
It's better than the setting sun
And maybe it's cliche but I really like you babe
You're my only one
You're the only girl I've liked to hold hands with
The only girl I want to dance with
The only girl that's made me feel this way
You're the only one that I am called to
The only one when I say I love you
It means everything and not nothing at all
So maybe it's cliche but I quite like your face
It's better than the setting sun
And maybe it's cliche but I really like you babe
You're my only one
So maybe it's cliche but I really feel this way
And I think that I'm in love
With you