Bittersweet Summer
Springsteen playing on the radio,
A hand out the window mimicking waves,
It’s dark out, but still so warm
A light sunburn on your nose,
Which only makes your blue eyes stand out more
We talk, and talk, and talk
It just comes naturally,
Our inside jokes never get old,
I find so much peace in being around you
I wish every night could be like this
Just you and me and summer