Texty: Carbon Leaf. Nothing Rhymes with Woman. Mexico.

Perhaps I've never tried that hard to see
A palm tree swinging lazy in the breeze
Perhaps I looked away too many times
Just ignoring all the signs

Riding high on a temporary vibe
Life and love are messy most of the time

Practical minds breeding practical lives, leave it all behind
The ocean breeze, the palm trees and the sunshine
Excuses that a pair of eyes can't hide
Perhaps this paradise is my decline

Riding high on a temporary vibe
Life and love are messy most of the time

If we were sober, we would know that this is real
Beyond a feeling and I'd never let you go
If we were sober we would know that this is real
Beyond a feel, I should have never let you go down to Mexico

We could be drinkin' cheap tequila on the playa Esquinita
And it sure is good to see the sea again
We could be drinking cheap tequila on the playa Esquinita
And it sure is good to see the sea again

We both know what this could be or pretend that it's not happening
Float forever, take a trip with me
Live forever in a postcard where it lives and breathes in blue and green
And roaring up a gentle breeze

We're riding high on a temporary vibe
Life and love are messy most of the time

If we were sober, we would know that this is real
Beyond a feeling and I'd never let you go
If we were sober, we would know that this is real
Beyond a feel, I should have never let you go down to Mexico

We could be drinking cheap tequila on the playa Esquinita
And it sure is good to see the sea again
We should be drinking margaritas in a foreign Buena Vista
And it sure is good to see you once again