When I look up at the stars As I walk in the night Down the street by my house It feels good The light from the moon Is afraid of the ground So it falls behind spaces And hides behind clouds When I look up at the clouds

When I spend the summer on you We were in love with the sun We were in love with the sun, sippin' on coke and rum Way head up in the clouds but when I look back now Ain't nothing else I would do Our troubles all under rocks Our troubles all under rocks,