Lyrics: Pamiga Sooksawee
Music: Pamiga Sooksawee
I took one of your boxers
To cover my shoulder
While you laughed at
My silly nature
Then you asked, ‘What is for dinner?’
You sure? You want me to make you dinner?
You know, um… I would only do that if you were mine
Treat me like it’s not your deal
Fall in love again for real
Maybe I like how that feels
Not so serious
You make me wanna run, run, run—da-di-dun'
Til I reach the sun, sun, sun—da-di-da
This could be so fun, fun, fun—da-di-dun
If I reach the sun, sun, sun—da-di-da
Meet me when the moon lights
Hold me through the cruel nights
Hurt me when the truth bites
Leave me when the sunrise
Treat me like it’s not your deal
Fall in love again for real
Maybe I like how that feels
Not so serious
You make me wanna run, run, run—da-di-dun'
Til I reach the sun, sun, sun—da-di-da
This could be so fun, fun, fun—da-di-dun
If I reach the sun di-da-dun
You make me wanna run, run, run—da-di-dun'
Til I reach the sun, sun, sun—da-di-da
This could be so fun, fun, fun—da-di-dun
If I reach the sun, sun, sun—da-di-da