Kahn Morbee - Days like this

January, you’re like a paper jet pilot, floating through the months of change, I admire your freedom
February, March, April fool am I, dove into a bucket of love, day dreaming

Days like this
We could stay forever
Days like this
In each others arms
Is it that honey coloured sun, coloured blue sky?
Is it that melody dripping from the blue gum trees?
Days like this
Where life feels good

When I lick your lips, I taste the sweetest riches, I’m like a billionaire, basking in your brilliance and your innocence
I’m on a champagne high, celebrate your bubbly smile, fizzy love, sparkling and shimmering

Days like this
We could stay forever
Days like this
In each others arms
Is it that honey coloured sun, coloured blue sky?
Is it that melody dripping from the blue gum trees?
Days like this
Where life feels good

Is it that honey coloured sun, coloured blue sky?
Is it that melody dripping from the blue gum trees?
Playing scrabble, drinking box wine, Chenin that tastes like the worlds best champagne
Building sculptures out of clouds, they rumble and reply with their monkey wedding rain
Spending hours under covers, we’re the worlds best lovers, again, again, again
Days like this
Where life feels good