Cherry Reds

It was end of may with a haze of August days
You brush the sweetest taste of summer rain off my face

Smoking cherry reds in the trees
Catching feelings in the breeze
Oh, the innocence that we
Had to last a summer's dream

(Woo-ooh)
(Ahh-oh)
(Your love)
(Ooh-ooh)

Smoking cherry reds in the trees (in the trees)
Catching feelings in the breeze (in the breeze)
Oh, the innocence (oh, the innocence) that we (that we)
Had to last a summer's dream (ooh)

(Yeah, your love)
(Yeah)
(Mm-hm)
(Mm-hm)
(Mm-hm)