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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