carolinah do your lips still taste like strawberry wine
summer air and chamomile
when you pass by do the stars still stop and look in your eyes
i know just how they must feel
and in the morning do you still rise like a flower child
and shake the nightime from your hair
in the twilight hours you get up and take a morning shower
and i'd give anything to be there

carolinah
let's get higher, hold my hand
understand, i never had a love i could call my own
carolinah

close your eyes and remember starlight skies
did your boyfriend leave you alone
and in the morning do you still rise like a flower child
and shake the nightime from your long dark hair
would it be all right to call on you some summer night
say the word and I'll be there
and hold my hand
cause i never had a love i could call my own
i'm a man and you're my summer daydream girl