Good weed, white wine. I come alive in the night time.

Not everybody knows how to work my body, knows how to make me want it but, boy, you stay up
on it. You got that something that keeps me so off balance, baby you're a challenge, let's explore your talent.

You've got that one thing

I've tried playing it cool, girl, when I'm looking at you I can't ever be brave, 'cause you make my heart race.
Shot me out of the sky, you're my kryptonite. You keep making me weak, frozen and can't breathe.
Some things gotta give now, 'cause I'm dying just to make you see that I need you here with me now,
'cause you've got that one thing.
So get out of my head and fall into my arms instead. I don't know what it is, but I need that one thing and you've got that one thing.
Now I'm climbing the walls, but you don't notice at all that I'm going out of my mind all day and all night.

Maybe I've been California dreamer

Chest to chest, nose to nose, palm to palm... We were always just that close.
Wrist to wrist, toe to toe, lips that felt just like the inside of a rose.

So how come when I reach out my fingers, it feels like more than distance between us.

In this California king bed we're ten thousand miles apart. I bet California wishing on these stars for your heart for me, my California king.

Eye to eye, cheek to cheek, side by side, you were sleeping next to me.
Arm to arm, dusk to dawn, with the curtains drawn and a little last night on these sheets.

Just when I felt like giving upon us you turned around and gave me one last touch that made everything feel better. And even then my eyes got better, so confused wanna ask you if you love me, but I dont wanna seem so weak.