[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Sand beneath our feet, the ocean’s golden b**t,
Your laughter melts the heat, we’re dancing wild and free.
Palm leaves hum along, your voice becomes my song, so strong,
Twilight’s sweet embrace, we’re racing where the stars belong, all night long.
[Pre-Chorus]
Moonlight spins the tide, we’re tasting citrus skies, so bright,
Every breath’s a bite, a burst of cherry-red delight, ignite.
Pulse like drumbeat highs, replaying July’s fireflies, no lies,
This is our goodbye to shadows—let the sparklers rise, touch the skies.
[Chorus]
Tropical delight, hearts c***h, waves collide in neon light,
Salt-kissed harmony, you and me, rewriting time, ignite.
Steal the tune, s***t for the moon, no blues,
We’re the blaze in the midnight hues, breaking through.
Tropical delight, oh-oh, it’s a red rush chasing truths!
[Verse 2]
Seashells trace our path, a code only we unmask, hold fast,
Glowworms in your gaze, they flicker through the dusk, contrast.
Nineteen shades of dawn, but your glow outshines the morn, reborn,
Twirl me like a vinyl, we’re the anthem love has sworn, no scorn.
[Pre-Chorus]
Moonlight spins the tide, we’re tasting citrus skies, collide,
Every breath’s a bite, a burst of cherry-red, collide.
Pulse like drumbeat highs, replaying July’s fireflies, take flight,
This is our goodbye to shadows—let the sparklers rise, pure light.
[Chorus]
Tropical delight, hearts c***h, waves collide in neon light,
Salt-kissed harmony, you and me, rewriting time, ignite.
Steal the tune, s***t for the moon, no blues,
We’re the blaze in the midnight hues, breaking through.
Tropical delight, oh-oh, it’s a red rush chasing truths!
[Bridge]
C***h the sound, let the island rebound, unbound,
Pineapple sunrise, we’re the fever in the crowd, unrowned.
No disguise, just the highs we’ve baptized, realized,
Every b**t’s a vow—summer never dies, electrified!
[Chorus]
Tropical delight, hearts c***h, waves collide in neon light,
Salt-kissed harmony, you and me, rewriting time, ignite.
Steal the tune, s***t for the moon, no blues,
We’re the blaze in the midnight hues, breaking through.
Tropical delight, oh-oh, it’s a red rush with a coconut groove!
[Outro]