It's the sweetest time of the year
I'll pick you up, we'll look so clear
The sky was orange, sun was green
It was all backward
Because I can't touch my fingers on it
I always try to overanalyze it
I'd be better off just feeling it
But we can't change the way we are
You pick the spot
And I'll go there
It's a matter of time
I could lose it
Don't lose it
Baby blue
I'll wait for you