There's lipstick on my jacket and I know that it's yours
Do you miss the good ol' days of walking on sandy shores?
I'll think of you every night when I'm laying in bed
After days like this I can't get you out of my head
And when you go back home
Will you be thinking of this?
When we want each other more
Than a hug and a kiss
When we take the train back home will you put your hand on mine?
When I'm alone with you all the water tastes like wine
When we're driving down the freeway will you turn to me and say
"Tell me how long has it been your dream to live and die in LA"