I love the taste of tangerine
when I taste it on your lips
my tongue licks them clean.
I couldn´t tell which part of you
I am more scared to lose
your flesh, your love.
If you've planned to let me go I wanna know why
If I have to go I wanna know why.
Sunday morning skies took a shining to you,
Sunday morning birds singing hallelujah.
Driving back home I sing along
to the words in every song
about love that's gone.
Under the Sun of tangerine
last night is but a dream
of blue and gold.
Pájaro Sunrise
