Lyrics: Mae Powell
Music: Mae Powell
Contact high
When I stand next to them
Not because of what they're smoking
But because of the energy surrounding
The energy surrounding
Walk into the room and spread your smile
Like wildflowers in my garden
I'm surprised you're not there all the time
But I know it can't be easy
Being a beam of light for me
And everyone you see on the street
And everyone you meet
Contact high
Come over sometime
I'll make you breakfast
And you'll make me smile
But if not it's alright
The happiest you can be
Is realizing you have all you need inside yourself
But still it's nice to have a friend
Who gets you contact high