Memories Under the Sun:

You and I are like an organized crime.
Shake, shaking up the world one step at a time.
Life throws us down when we're made of glass,
but our stone hearts don't shatter fast.
It's a bitter, cruel world.
You're just a simple boy.
Life doesn't know what to do with you.
So let's head up north,
all the way to Baltimore.
Where we know we'll be okay.

Let’s get away for a little while.
Crank up the stereo real loud.
Brush away all our problems
with the back of our hands.
Living life like it’s a song
that we play all day long.
Shooting stars don’t make wishes come true
at least when I’m not with you.

Taking chances, jumping off a cliff
and landing on thorns time and time again.
They throw us down and take our dreams,
But baby there’s still you and me.
It’s a bitter, cruel world.
You’re just a simple boy.
Life doesn’t know what to do with you.
So let’s head out west,
We’re California’s best.
Where we know we’ll be okay.

Let’s get away for a little while.
Crank up the stereo real loud.
Brush away all our problems
with the back of our hands.
Living life like it’s a song
that we play all day long.
Shooting stars don’t make wishes come true
at least when I’m not with you.

Just forget about the world,
They don’t really know
What’s going on with you and me.
Let them think what they believe.
Crash and fall, the day is done.
Memories under the sun.
We’re not afraid to fall,
Get through it all.

Let’s get away for a little while.
Crank up the stereo real loud.
Brush away all our problems
with the back of our hands.
Living life like it’s a song
that we play all day long.
Shooting stars don’t make wishes come true
at least when I’m not with you.