Woke up in my bed

In the cold alone

Living in my head

Got nowhere to roam

I think I'm seeing red

Got nowhere to go

And there it goes again

All the memories

Flood back in and then

They never leave

Just come back again

'Cause I can taste the

Ocean salt drying on your lips, my dear

Convertible roofs and ginger beer

Tangled hair and leather seats

Running down the center of an empty street

And I miss the mornings that don't exist

When the taste of an orange like a perfect kiss

Take my hand, I'll give you my word

I'll keep spinnin' 'round your world

Walk into the wind, let it blow me away

I'll wait here for you, but I'll never stay

I'm headed somewhere but don't know the way

Roll the windows down, let me feel the air

I try too hard, but I try not to care

Feels like the losing side, but life isn't fair

I'm searching for

Ocean salt drying on your lips, my dear

Convertible roofs and ginger beer

Tangled hair and leather seats

Running down the center of an empty street

And I miss the mornings that don't exist

When the taste of an orange like a perfect kiss

Take my hand, I'll give you my word

I'll keep spinnin' 'round your world

Free, free

Runnin' free

Oh please let things be

The way that I need them to be

Then taste the ocean salt drying on your lips, my dear

Convertible roofs and ginger beer

Tangled hair and leather seats

Running down the center of an empty street

Ocean salt drying on your lips, my dear

Convertible roofs and ginger beer

Tangled hair and leather seats

Running down the center of an empty street

And I miss the mornings that don't exist

When the taste of an orange like a perfect kiss

Take my hand, I'll give you my word

I'll keep spinnin' 'round your world