Pink Summer

From the beat of my heart to the tips of my fingers From the length of my hair to a warm warmth that lingers In the days where it gets to hot to be happy All the moments with safety a blanket wrap me From the seas where we ran in the water that's blue All the planes where I fell asleep next to you And maybe this will kill us And maybe this will kill us What a way to die What a way to die It's not how much you love It's how much you are loved It's how much you are loved