Ashe Berton

Hey honey won’t you take me back,
to just you and me,
hanging out in the little tiny cabin,
catching up on our dreams.

Birds chirpin’, breeze rollin’, creek flowing, young lovin’

Maybe we can get the sauna rip roarin’,
a little too hot if you know what I mean.
Don’t worry baby,
no one will see through all the steam.

Birds chirpin’, breeze rollin’, creek flowing, young lovin’

We can hide up in the loft all day,
I’ll let you kiss me if you just behave.
We’ll cook on the fire, and look at the stars,
grab a telescope and point out Mars

Birds chirpin’, breeze rollin’, creek flowing, young lovin’

Hey honey, let’s take our time,
and stay here a while…
We can pretend we’re young lovers again,
like it’s going out of style.

Birds chirpin’, breeze rollin’, creek flowing, young lovin’