Still Comin' Down


Her blond hair blowin' in the warm wind,
Dirt road showin' where we'd been
Throw it into "park" when it's gettin' dark,
Behind a bale of hay
Listenin' to the rhythm of a pumpjack
Sippin' on a Coca Cola six-pack,
Swingin' our feet to the steady creak of that old tail gate
Left the radio on and didn't say a word,
Let down her hair and took off my shirt

We were high on summer lovin'
We would fly and never leave the ground,
We were high on kissin' and huggin'
And even when I think about it now,
I'm still comin' down

Hidin' in a bed of sunflowers,
Kissin' on each other for hours,
And feelin' that rush from the first touch
Of that love we made
We weren't drinkin' beer,
We weren't smokin' pot,
But it sure wasn't pretty when we got caught

We were high on summer lovin'
We would fly and never leave the ground,
We were high on kissin' and huggin'
And even when I think about it now,
I'm still comin' down

I wonder if she's still around,
And if she ever thinks about
Us livin' in the clouds

Back when we were high on summer lovin'
We would fly and never leave the ground,
Man, we were high on kissin' and huggin',
And even when I think about it now,
I'm still comin' down
Oh, even when I think about it now,
I'm still comin' down

Still comin' down
Still comin' down







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