[Verse 1]
Oh well, I tried so many times to reach for the boy with pretty applecheeks
I picked him off the ground and wiped the dirt from his mouth
And well, he didn't say much the first time around
I sucked it up and spit him out
But the flavor lingered on after all that time
[Chorus]
The golden hour flood his eyes
And spilled from your mouth to mine
It's too sweet for me
But it's the love that's ripe
We all hope to find
[Refrain]
Oh, I can see him go
So I'll count down the days 'til he comes back to me
[Verse 2]
Let it drip real nice and slow
Falling fast to a slow tempo
It's reciting in my brain
That it's the love that's ripe
We all hope to find
The love we share
You can feel it in the air
[Refrain]
I can't seem to let it go
So I'll count down the days 'til he comes back to me
[Chorus]
The golden hour flood his eyes and
Spilled from your mouth to mine
Too sweet for me
But it's the love that's ripe
We all hope to find
