Sun down in Ensenadas, barefoot holding up white Adidas
Black ink on a sunburn hip line, pulling me in like a full moon riptide
Last flash the red light faded, the way only God could paint it
Innocence disappearing just like the foot prints in the sand at high tide
On top of the world, the edge of the cliff
Hands hanging on heaven I remember the second I tasted your lips
The sun don't go down on that
No, the way that that summer's just burning my mind
The flashes come back so fast, oh
The sun don't go, sun don't go down on that
Couple California dreamers, you singing over the speakers
In a wrangler on the 101, I told you
You're everything I'd ever want
The edge of the blue, the tip of your touch
You never forget the way that it is when you know it's love
The sun don't go down on that
No, the way that that summer's just burning my mind
The flashes come back so fast
The sun don't go, sun don't go down on that
On top of the world, the edge of the cliff
Hands hanging on heaven, I remember the second I tasted your lips
The sun don't go down on that
No, the way that that summer's just burning my mind
The flashes come back so fast
The sun don't go, sun don't go down on that
The sun don't go down on that
I wish I had you back
I want you back so bad
Oh, the sun don't go down on that
