That Girl
You know that girl,
The one who is always smiling or thinking,
Who sweats the ocean
And leaves a trail of sand wherever she goes .
The girl who always shows up with wet hair,
Yet still looks so darn good .
She's not sun kissed,
She kisses the sun .
She grew her own roses,
Before she was ever given one...
The one who is always smiling or thinking,
Who sweats the ocean
And leaves a trail of sand wherever she goes .
The girl who always shows up with wet hair,
Yet still looks so darn good .
She's not sun kissed,
She kisses the sun .
She grew her own roses,
Before she was ever given one...