[Verse 1]
Lately
I’ve watched the light shine through you
All day
Perfect fishing in the month of May
Content, without a word to say

[Verse 2]
Baby, sometimes the sun feels wasted
On me
Skin burns when it’s thirty degrees
You know I’d do it any way you please
The seconds are unraveling
In every lie I’ve told
I was left wondering
How was I so young
But then I feel so old?

[Verse 3]
It’s perfect fishing in the month of May
Light winds and Tanqueray
The minutes distorted
In every word I say
While you were sleeping
I was creeping around the room
Wishing I felt high again