You put the red into the sunshine
It's a shame it was a good lie
But the kiss can always tell
I don't know what's going on
But if you ever need a friend
I'll never understand
What the eagles can
I kind of like your tricks
Two lizards on a stick
An estuary dig
Sorry nice and quick
But I always forget
You're the one who gets to pick
And kissing makes me sick
I hope we never stop
Digging through the sand
Soon we won't have any skin left on our hands
We're all the way up to our elbows in the mud
Tossing dirt back again, the day that never ends
The frisbee keeps the time, and I keep what's mine
I kind of like your tricks
Two lizards on a stick
An estuary dig
Sorry nice and quick
But I always forget
You're the one who gets to pick
And kissing makes me sick
We stretch out on the sand
Don't need to hold your hand to feel close to you
All the things you could do
Before the time is up
Looks like the kids are in love
Looks like the water is rising above
Our feet and the birds are landing lazily
