Brittan Smith - Peach
You're my peach, the apple of my eye
We'll let philosophers, philosophize
About the fire, burning in our eyes
They'll say, nothing could keep us at bay
The angels talk, about us too
Say that we found, a new forbidden fruit
And they, well they'd like a taste
Dripping in decadence,
Sweet like the air
You're my peach, the apple of my eye
I mean it, I mean it, I mean it, I mean it this time
My peach, since the very first night
Been feeling, feeling, feeling, feeling so light
Others, yeah they were tempting
But you, you're something different
You're my peach, and I'm your peach
A serenity, I never knew,
I found it when, I looked at you
We chased, all the devils away
Whisper to me, all of your doubts
I'll hold your hand, we'll figure it out
We may bend, but we won't break
Dripping in decadence
Sweet like the air
You're my peach, the apple of my eye
I mean it, I mean it, I mean it, I mean it this time
My peach, since the very first night
Been feeling, feeling, feeling, feeling so light
Others, yeah they were tempting
But you, you're something different
You're my peach, and I'm your peach
What a sweet, awakening
Pop another soma, pop a pop another soma
You're a revelation baby, a revelation baby
What a sweet, awakening
Pop another soma, pop a pop another soma
You're a revelation baby, a revelation baby
You're my peach, the apple of my eye
I mean it, I mean it, I mean it, I mean it this time
My peach, since the very first night
Been feeling, feeling, feeling, feeling so light
Others, yeah they were tempting
But you, you're something different
You're my peach, and I'm your peach
Written by:
Brittan Smith
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