Under The Sun Testo

Testo Under The Sun

Late night driving and trading thoughts
Steel guitar and country songs
Drinking beer in old dive bars
Dreaming dreams under the stars

Skipping work to stay at home
Playing hooky laying low
Ghost stories and inside jokes
Your voice over the phone
Any of these things would make my day
But if I had to choose one I know what I’d say
I don’t want to jump the gun
But I think I’d take you over anything under the sun
Yeah, you’d be number one
I think I’d take you over anything under the sun

Never thought I’d be the one
To ditch my common sense for love
Wish I could say the jury’s out
But you’re all I can think about

I don’t want to jump the gun
But I think I’d take you over anything under the sun
Yeah, you’d be number one
I think I’d take you over anything under the sun
(Anything under)
(Anything under) Under the sun
(Anything under)
Yeah, there’s a lot of things that would make my day
But if I had to choose one you know what I’d say
I don’t want to jump the gun
But I think I’d take you over anything under the sun
Yeah, you’d be number one
I think I’d take you over anything under the sun

(Anything under the sun) Anything under the sun
(Anything under the sun) Anything under the sun
(Anything under the sun) Under the sun
(Anything under the sun) Under the sun
(Anything under the sun) Under the sun
(Anything under the sun) Under the sun
(Anything under, under the sun)
(Anything under, under the sun)