Peach (feat. Diana Shroomy)

Times moving fast, we're not in a rush
 Minutes go past, it's never enough
 On the floor, I think lust has struck
 Flying high all night, don't wake
 Him up Winnie now be quiet
 Lights off, let's go for a ride
 That' the kind of magic music
 We make with our lips when we kiss
 That' the kind of magic music
 We make with our lips when we kiss
 Flying high in bird land high in the sky
 Up above, all because we're in love
 Hair blowing in the wind
 With you in feeling it
 Hair blowing in the wind
 With you in feeling it
 Lights on, it's just me and you
 Satin covers in your room
 Toss and turn yes this is [?]
 Wake up, do it over again
 Time stops so this will never end
 In the moment we'll pretend
 Hair blowing in the wind
 With you I'm feeling it
 Hair blowing in the wind
 With you I'm feeling it