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The Recipe

Album: GUN

Can we take you and add me

and a car, the summer season

and a view of the beach and a backseat

Baby, that’s the recipe

 

Why can’t we just freeze in this moment?

Spend eternity with you, my woman,

as the sun dips in the ocean

Wrapped up like some vines ’till the morning

I swear there’s nowhere I’d rather be

than here tangled up with you all day

You’re all that I wanted

I was lost, you’re my compass

Like you’ve come from where the lord is

With peace to bathe my soul with

 

Can we take you and add me

and a car, the summer season

and a view of the beach and a backseat

Baby, that’s the recipe

 

I see you and me

Like we’re the sun and the sea - or the 

Or the fall and the leaves

Or a spoon and a bowl of ice-cream

We’re whole, we were made to finish each other

You’re what my soul has been aching to discover

Like you’re coco and I’m winter time

Oh, I’m the appetite, baby, you are dinner time

You’re the knock out the park in the 9th

And I’m your home base, darling, we were meant to collide

I want all the rest my seasons spent with you

I want your salt and pepper braids when I’m 81

 

So can we mix our grief

can we mix our happiness

can we mix our homes

take our broken pieces

like we’re both adhesive

and make one whole

 

and yeah, I want cash and cars

but I want you too, mama x 4

 

So can we take you and add me

and a car, the summer season

and a view of the beach and a backseat

Baby, that’s the recipe

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