Sundown at aunt Anita's Bedford holding up, white Adidas Black ink on a summer hipline Pulling me like a full moon riptide Last splash of red light faded The way only God could paint it Innocence disappearing just like Our footprints in the sand at high tide On top of the world The edge of a cliff Hands hanging on heaven, I remember the second I tasted your lips Sun don't go down on that, no The way that that summer's just burning my mind It flashes on back so fast, oh The sun don't go, sun don't go down on that Couple of Calafornia dreamers You singin' over the speakers In a Wrangler, on the 101 I told you 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 Sun don't go down on that, no The way that that summer's just burning my mind It flashes on back so fast, oh The sun don't go, sun don't go down on that On top of the world The edge of a 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 It flashes on back so fast, oh 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