Sometimes I'm uptight

It's nothing, a bug bite

Bleeding for you

Dress for warm weather

Sunscreen and leather

Fish cooked with lime

Kissing the rays of the sun on your hand

Keep myself upbeat

I want you to find me

I want to meet Ivy

Learning the backstroke

'Cause drowning is no joke

We'll drip on the thyme

Kissing the rays of the sun on your hand

Time's up, the radio's crying

And I call you up to feel that you're near me

Now that I just need a sign

Will the fog turn in and pool up beneath me again?

I wanna be mellow

Back in the meadow

Tucked in your arms

Kissing the rays of the sun

Oh, the rays of the sun on your hand