Dark Roast
Scott Tucker, Russell Steese-Bradley, Jack Swartz, Chester Albano
1, 2
1, 2, 3, 4
Your eyes are my favorite color
Because they remind me of our summer
When we would sleep in the back of my car
Dancing through the rhythm of our heart
I'd like to drift away in your bed
Because your eyes never leave my head
I'd like to drift away in your bed
Because your eyes never leave my head
But summer days must come to an end
Because wе believe thе lies that we said
You and I are more than just your moral
I've got nothing left to say, nothing at all
I'd like to drift away in your bed
Because your eyes never leave my head
I'd like to drift away in your bed
Because your eyes never leave my head