Salt on My Fingertips (wersja 2)

Intro

Salt on my fingertips

Verse 1

Boardwalk ice cream truck at nine o'clock

Sneakers in my hand, the sand is still warm as rock

Dune grass tickling where the tide just rolled back in

You were chasing me down through the arcade again

Pre-Chorus

Can you hear that whistle calling us out to the sea?

Nobody's leaving till we catch the last light of day with glee

Chorus

Salt on my fingertips, sunburned nose and barefoot pride

Riding this beachside summer like a wave in our stride

Salt on my fingertips, laughing so loud that it shakes the sky

This is the longest day I'm glad we're gonna ride

Verse 2

Paper boat sailing circles in the tidal pool foam

Your sister drew hearts with her footprints in the stone

Every bucket of sandcastle towers got its own personal name

Screams from a water slide where the parents never came

Pre-Chorus

Can you hear that whistle calling us out to the sea?

Nobody's leaving till we catch the last light of day with glee

Chorus

Salt on my fingertips, sunburned nose and barefoot pride

Riding this beachside summer like a wave in our stride

Salt on my fingertips, laughing so loud that it shakes the sky

This is the longest day I'm glad we're gonna ride

Bridge

When the porch light comes up and the ice cream turns to syrup

We'll still be standing where the dunes meet sky

No clock to answer, no reason to run

Just warm sand between us till it's done

Chorus

Salt on my fingertips, sunburned nose and barefoot pride

Riding this beachside summer like a wave in our stride

Salt on my fingertips, laughing so loud that it shakes the sky

This is the longest day I'm glad we're gonna ride